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Aye, Nine9 really kickin' shit, you heard? Nine9, baby! Yeah Bitch, we trap in America, yeah Niggas clones , niggas replicas Im in a trapped out economy, yeah Niggas, they be funny, they be comedy Niggas always cappin', don't know what they wanna be She ask me what I do, I say, "get high, honestly" She said pay for my clothes , I said probably I'm not followin' no law or no policy Boy, you found the wrong guy to make apologies I will never be sorry, I'm a OG Bitch I got your money, feel like Smokey And my chain gold like a trophy Finna buy some Backwoods, no I.D I don't give a fuck 'bout shit, I'm too carefree Supreme goggles on my face but I don't ski Young nigga, I don't fuck with nobody Young nigga, man, I get these hoes salty Pull up in an AMG , now she salty Hoes mad, yeah, I got these hoes salty In that shit , just to get a bitch salty From Letras Mania