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Yet My bitch ring cost 2 M&M's and I ain't been out a year yet My wrist is sick, its terminally ill, still ain't found a cure yet You burning all your bridges nigga I'ma call you bridgette You mad cause you ain't made a hit yet Someone come and stop GuWop ain't found a volunteer yet Trap rap influencing the world Gucci Pioneered it I just vacuum sealed a couple mill, I know real niggas feel that Gucci can't retire cause he ain't made a hundred mill yet Keep on talkin' slick, I send my shooters where you live at Pow pow pow, Put that pistol where your grill at Mama suckin' me like she love me I ain't even pay the bills yet I was worth two hundred fifty thou, didn't even had a deal yet [?] dickin' down, We ain't even done it yet He bought it 'fore I whip the shit Man I haven't even spun it yet Water in there Water whippin' it ain't even dry yet Quarter flippin, in the kitchen, workin' with the pyrex They bring it to me The work ain't even came yet They got umbrellas out it ain't even rain yet Letras de cancionesGrr, that dog food and she can't find no vein at Grr, mob rules might tie you to a train track You leasing that ain't even got the title jack She peepin' that, thats why she didn't invite you back You got midget arms, you swing, I don't even fight you back You'se a lame, get no stripes for that Drop me in the jungle where the lions at (grr) I come back with a lion jacket with the matching hat (grr) I call you Raphael cause you hang with the sewer rats I can't hang with no informer, I'm too hood for that [?] dickin' down, We ain't even done it yet He bought it 'fore I whip the shit Man I haven't even spun it yet Water in there Water whippin' it ain't even dry yet Quarter flippin, in the kitchen, workin' with the pyrex Skrt Yet, yet Yet, yet From Letras Mania