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Yo, I’m cruisin' in my whip, got the bass hittin' hard, Ridin' through the city, gotta flex, I’m the bard, Rollin' with my crew, we some kings of the block, Fuckin’ with the realest, we don’t take no clock. Bitches on my jock, askin' where I’m at, I’m crappin' tripinni', homie, that’s where the cash at, Ballin' like a champ, yeah, we takin' the throne, Thugs in the alley, we be makin' it known. Crappin' tripinni', we don’t play, Flippin' these dollars like it’s a game we slay, Niggas in the back, yeah, we stackin' that green, Makin' moves, bitches, it’s a hustler’s dream. I’m the alpha dog, no leash on my grind, Came from the gutter, now the world’s mine, Shit’s gettin’ real, when I step in the scene, Cappin' these haters like I’m livin' a dream. Flexin' on the haters, got my paper in stacks, Crap on the track, like it’s a full-on attack, Bitches wanna ride, but they can't keep up, Shootin’ for the stars, while you niggas get stuck. Crappin' tripinni', we don’t play, Flippin' these dollars like it’s a game we slay, Niggas in the back, yeah, we stackin' that green, Makin' moves, bitches, it’s a hustler’s dream. So remember the name when you hear the sound, Crappin' tripinni', takin' over your town, We ain't givin' up, we the kings of the night, Bitch, step aside, we the future, that’s right
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Yo, I’m cruisin' in my whip, got the bass hittin' hard, Ridin' through the city, gotta flex, I’m the bard, Rollin' with my crew, we some kings of the block, Fuckin’ with the realest, we don’t take no clock. Bitches on my jock, askin' where I’m at, I’m crappin' tripinni', homie, that’s where the cash at, Ballin' like a champ, yeah, we takin' the throne, Thugs in the alley, we be makin' it known. Crappin' tripinni', we don’t play, Flippin' these dollars like it’s a game we slay, Niggas in the back, yeah, we stackin' that green, Makin' moves, bitches, it’s a hustler’s dream. I’m the alpha dog, no leash on my grind, Came from the gutter, now the world’s mine, Shit’s gettin’ real, when I step in the scene, Cappin' these haters like I’m livin' a dream. Flexin' on the haters, got my paper in stacks, Crap on the track, like it’s a full-on attack, Bitches wanna ride, but they can't keep up, Shootin’ for the stars, while you niggas get stuck. Crappin' tripinni', we don’t play, Flippin' these dollars like it’s a game we slay, Niggas in the back, yeah, we stackin' that green, Makin' moves, bitches, it’s a hustler’s dream. So remember the name when you hear the sound, Crappin' tripinni', takin' over your town, We ain't givin' up, we the kings of the night, Bitch, step aside, we the future, that’s right
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