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And I clean shit up like I'm the maintenance man G-Three really makes shit dance She wanna fuck on a dangerous man, let's go And we mobbed too deep, it's a whole lotta shots in his kickback Big G got a whole lotta kickback Pistol bullets just knockin' his shit back, fuck New opp, it's a party 'cause we really did that Flick first with my niggas, it's active Double F, you don't pay for the sit-backs I'm a worldwide threat, I got a shooter in UK Why would I beef with a broke bitch? I make more than you make Upgraded all the fashion Giving them IG captions You ain't on shit, y'all chattin' Trust me, G, we ain't lackin' Stay hungry like I'm fastin' Free my bro, got a KC battlin' I'm in NYC with the sweet one Off the Henny, I'm 'bout to tap it This money, I get it a lot I got different types of fucks If you talkin' me and K, then a hundred K don't mean a lot Windows open just in case fed try and run in the spot Letras de cancionesShe wanna cry in the Lambo, she wanna shake it all on the yacht (Grahh, grahh) They know DB is the biggest They know my niggas the richest Bro wanna light 'em, he tryna flick it And I got a baddie, I swear she the thickest, facts Like, bae keep callin', I told her I'm with the felons I'm outside and I got my possession Big gun and this shit came with suppression N-niggas mentionin' me, thinkin' they gonna blow up He got shot for that shit that he throw up When I got the news, what I did? Roll up When I'm in the spot, I'm throwin' the 4's up And the opps, I throw down I don't get searched, so I got the pole tucked, dickhead And I clean shit up like I'm the maintenance man G-Three really makes shit dance She wanna fuck on a dangerous man, let's go And we mobbed too deep, it's a whole lotta shots in his kickback Big G got a whole lotta kickback Pistol bullets just knockin' his shit back, fuck Post up on they block, bitch, I put trust in my ratchet Semi gon' flick automatic I'm bustin' this thirty, it came with attachments And Brody a savage, he smoke while he flickin' I think it's a habit Free dem boys, I was up in they G-lock Boys on my body, I gotta move tactic, grahh But we got low on the chase, I'm only chasin' the chase I can't be chasin' no bitch but with me she gon' tie up her lace All of my steppers is rich, baddie, literally totin' the Smith And I stay on the block like Jenga He push up, he gon' turn to a vic And I clean shit up like I'm the maintenance man G-Three really makes shit dance She wanna fuck on a dangerous man, let's go And we mobbed too deep, it's a whole lotta shots in his kickback Big G got a whole lotta kickback Pistol bullets just knockin' his shit back, fuck From Letras Mania