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Ayy (Real Murda Worth shit I'm talking 'bout), go, Real Murda Worth shit I'm talking 'bout
Bitch, when I say that shit all the time like, go, ayy (Huh)
Creep through the back (Through the back end), ayy, we finna creep through the back end (Ayy, we're going through the back end)
Creep if you lack (Creep if you lack), ayy, I'm gon' creep if you lacking (Creep if you lackin')
(Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff)
Woah, oh
Ayy, go

SRT and a Scatpack (Scatpack)
Lil' bro don't fuck with the Hellcats (With the hellcats)
Fifty-eight shots out a .300 matte black (Matte black)
Bad bitch, latina, and she shaking ass (Shaking ass)
Money counter do the block, it'll probably do it fast (Do it fast)
Balenciaga on me, I done fucked 'em up fast (Fast)
Smoke finna run it with a K like you already know what the deal is, show 'em your stash (Stash)
Bro getting money smoking gas (On gas)
I was too high, I ain't never go to class (Class), fuck this ho 'cause the nice guys finish last (They last)
I'm on the Xanax but I'ma call it a flat and leave it at that (Call it a flat and leave it at that)
She wanna fuck and leave it at that
You getting bucks? Show me a stack (A stack)

She wanna fuck, I be like, "Yeah"
AMG trucks, shoot it up with some flats (Some flats)
I don't wanna fuck, give me head instead (Instead)
I'll shoot this bitch up, I don't gotta get tax (Get tax)
Get bro wacked for free, I don't gotta drop a bag (A bag)
I crashed the Beam', got another, now I got a nigga mad (They mad)
Old enough to be a nigga dad (His dad)
Some of my songs I be talking my shit, but some of them bitches be sad (Be sad)
Got the white folks like, "Why do he sag?" (He sag)
In a new Beam', this ain't a Jag' (A Jag')
She wanna suck so bad and fuck so bad (Fuck so bad)
These racks can't fit in the envelope, it be in the bag (The bag)
Oh, he getting cheese? Then homie a rat (He a rat)
Slime through with the street then we creep to the back
Slide through with the street then we creep if you lack (If you lack, bitch, ayy, go)

You know, I'm on Xanax right now (Go, real Murda Worth shit I'm talking 'bout)
I just made a few bands (Real Murda Worth shit, ayy), I just crashed the car (You know, ayy)
Got another one (It's a new Beam' and a Jag'), another one (Ride around fast, ayy, just smoking on gas)
You ain't getting none, and I'm old enough for you to be my son (I ain't smoking on gas, but I'm smoking on gas, mm-mm-mm)
Go, ayy

SRT and a Scatpack (Scatpack)
Lil' bro don't fuck with the Hellcats (With the hellcats)
Fifty-eight shots out a .300 matte black (Matte black)
Bad bitch, latina, and she shaking ass (Shaking ass)
Money counter do the block, it'll probably do it fast (Do it fast)
Balenciaga on me, I done fucked 'em up fast (Fast)
Smoke finna run it with a K like you already know what the deal is, show 'em your stash (Stash)
Bro getting money smoking gas (On gas)
I was too high, I ain't never go to class (Class), fuck this ho 'cause the nice guys finish last (They last)
I'm on the Xanax but I'ma call it a flat and leave it at that (Leave it at that)
She wanna fuck and leave it at that (At that)
You getting bucks? Show me a stack (A stack)

Yeah, shooting up, uh, leaving flats on flats (Okay)
It stand (Stand, stand), drop, tax on tax
Gotta drop a bag, a bag
Nigga mad, he mad
Ju—, his dad
My shit but some of them bitches be sad, be sad
Sad, he sad
The Jag', a Jag'
And fuck so, fuck so bad
It's in the bag, in the bag
Homie a rat, he a rat

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