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You ain't messing wit me, my set is too deep
Bag up you and your girl cause your set was two deep
Not my fault that your weapons too weak
So when I give you the floor, I ain't letting you speak
And it's cause you took a bad look at me
Wit one clap I can get your ass whooped badly
Fuck haters, I got the heated slugs in the nine
Plus this boy stays hustling on the grind
Some niggas lazy that's why they hungry all the time
I earn shines, cause money's on my mind
Got a five G check, I'm on my way to cash it
My money so ugly I gotta paper bag it
Don't be sad cause I'm swaging on you
Just be glad that the mag ain't clapping on you
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