[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Made-n***a, I can show you how to make bands
And my diamonds do not dance, bitch, they breakdance
Glock up in my pants, I'll give this bitch my last name
Rollin’ up Designer
Opps all in my ashtray
I had the hood hot, n***a, block fever
If you ain't Baby Shooter don't call me twin
’Fore I fall for a bitch, n***a, I'll leave her
I'm fuckin' up the summer once again, uh
I got no cellings on the coupe, I feel like Tar, yeah
You bet' not bring that bitch around if she ain't loyal