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I've been popping like since thirteen Had your girl popping like the twerk team Yeah, filling up a wood good with trees. Trying to stuff my pockets up With some green backs. Hating people talk about the team. Miss the first time then we gone spin back. I'm just trying to make a little cream, So sorry officer if I spit crack. Sunday straight to Sunday I don't quit. But if your girl eyeing me Imma hit that. All I want around is my team. So if you ain't real gotta get back! hold that sack I might need it back I got no time for fakeness only 100 out here I overhear you talking behind my back I ain't saying nun cause that the reason your behind me straight up I don't fuck up might fuck ur bitch but ain't her house trying choke up on this dick this chick ripped my shirt no playing having fun holdin my gun checkin my clicks noting I'm tryin to get to bed without getting shot