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Gats under my Gucci belt, tats on my arm
Sliddin' up her ocean drive, comin' down like uh
Sliddin' up her ocean drive, comin' down like uh

Gat under my belt, can't put the money in my pock
My thought be so converted, think you're fuckin' all of your moms
Cause I'm a motherfuckin' big dog and I don't fuck with law
Shape up your set, sniff, get clipped off
Back cloud over my head, black label in my veins
Black 40 on my lap, black future in this gang
It's crucial out her man, stay the same, try to sustain
Cowards don't sustain, my money all in my chain
Swastika on my tat, smockin' tropical quack
I pay way you no rap then wet gain get racks
Talkin' shit in my tennis, on my turf chargin' these tenants
I been broke befo', beaten, yoker broken antennas

Gats under my Gucci belt, tats on my arm
Sliddin' up her ocean drive, comin' down like uh
Sliddin' up her ocean drive, comin' down like uh
Gats under my Gucci belt
Gats under my Gucci belt
Tats on my arm
Sliddin' up her ocean drive, comin' down like uh

Bogota bitch
I told you, I'm Bogota, bitch

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