Fat Trel
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Double M, we're the best Still shooting where your chest at My pinky ring go rocky My little bitch like where that nigga fresh at? Where the racks, where the stacks, where the checks at? Drop a stack, leave him dead where he left that So many semi bullet holes I regret that Scratch that, run it back like an A track Nigga, I'm fresh, Rockie Say the police try stopping me I got next I know them lame ass niggas gonna copy this ââ?¬Ë?Cause I'm fresh, Rockie Say the police try stopping me I got next I know them lame ass niggas gonna copy this I'm in Chicago with rondo Smoking dope in fredo condo I just got a new Rolex Still got no time for the convo The way I pull the gas out the bag Shit stink real bad You would think I had a lawn mow 100 round chopper on the floor What the fuck a nigga like me need an alarm for? Pull up on a strip in a 006 Hit a switch bullshit, and I can flip a brick quick Couple handbags and a pair of red bottoms And a flight and a dick is what a bitch get See me when I slide 45 on my side If I lie I'mma die, I'm rich Killer in my eyes, I'm just tryna stay alive If I ride for my side I'm with it I'm the best, I'm the fresh, get with it 30 shot clip leave a nigga lip zipped Slutty boys shit, we live this shit When I first met Rockie my gift was this Shit Take a nigga life with the left right wrist In the heat of the night I'mma shine light bright Squad on my arm and I'm balling like LeBron But I really want rings like Mike You can try but I really don't fight Drinking lean, finna catch me a flight I got a new young bitch I like You know I'm tryna eat the pussy real slight I told juice boo, come spend the night I got a new coupe that you just might like If she let me through I'mma do like vike Maybach so I know she like it Double M, we're the best Still shooting where your chest at My pinky ring go rocky My little bitch like where that nigga fresh at? Where the racks, where the stacks, where the checks at? Drop a stack, leave him dead where he left that So many semi bullet holes I regret that Scratch that, run it back like an A track Nigga, I'm fresh, Rockie Say the police try stopping me I got next I know them lame ass niggas gonna copy this ââ?¬Ë?Cause I'm fresh, Rockie Say the police try stopping me I got next I know them lame ass niggas gonna copy this ââ?¬Ë?Cause I came from the dope And I'm fresh as a bitch Niggas be talking but fuck it, I'm rich They don't get the swing ââ?¬Ë?cause they not in the pitch I don't give a fuck, is it wrong to admit? Benjamin Franklin, Benjamin Wilson Can I ball for the children? You ever pay bills for your family? I swear it's a wonderful feeling Like why you think young niggas hustle? Is momma worth getting in trouble See, we gotta fight, gotta scuffle ââ?¬Ë?Cause life is a bitch and it ain't got no muzzle These niggas be barking, they so out of line ââ?¬Ë?Cause it's harder to stay in the margin Now they calling on me But this shit is just dead And I am not in need of no charger I am the 2Pacââ?¬Â¦ Are you aware of the shit that you starting? Are you clear on the costs? Shit getting found and shit getting lost Please talk to us in the right tone We're just tryna live our life long Get paid on the right soul Post up, smoke blunts on the ride home Now I don't even know why you wanna start that You should be running with us with the top back We can be overseas with a bitch We can french her, we ain't gotta ask her to pop that Niggas ain't gonna get it You know I'mma guess that But I was only tryna win And I just hope you respect that Double M, we're the best Still shooting where your chest at My pinky ring go rocky My little bitch like where that nigga fresh at? Where the racks, where the stacks, where the checks at? Drop a stack, leave him dead where he left that So many semi bullet holes I regret that Scratch that, run it back like an A track Nigga, I'm fresh, Rockie Say the police try stopping me I got next I know them lame ass niggas gonna copy this ââ?¬Ë?Cause I'm fresh, Rockie Say the police try stopping me I got next I know them lame ass niggas gonna copy this Still shooting where your chest at My pinky ring go rocky My little bitch like where that nigga fresh at? Where the racks, where the stacks, where the checks at? Drop a stack, leave him dead where he left that So many semi bullet holes I regret that Scratch that, run it back like an A track Nigga, I'm fresh Nigga, I'm fresh