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Snippet [Verse] Yo, everybody talkin' shit about me Heard a verse now they think they know me Wanna see a brudda down bad But I'm feelin' good, I gave a kid a Rollie Triple 6, but I'm feelin' holy Think Illuminati want a ceremony Should've listened what my parents told me Buy my mum a crib and she can never owe me Lot of funny bruddas these days, lot of bruddas movin' creepy I wanna run into them in the streets but they run and hide behind a meme page I don't ever need to trap again, I made a millie off a mixtape Made a killing off of crack, before the rap I never ever had a fixed wage [Chorus] You've done a lot of things for these hoes Tell me what you've done for your mum? (Ah man) I suggest that you pull up your pants, I'd run when gang pullin' up (Oh no) You want Big CEO on your song, that's thirty-grand minimum (Cench) Act up and it might get long, you know what the mandem are on (Of course) [Verse 2] Course I brought them along, but you know what the mandem are like, they'll still on-sight If it weren't the UK, would of had a AK But we got spinners and baby nines Lil brodie itching to buss, I told him, "Don't rush, take your time" Anytime that I spend with my lady, Craig David, I make babes rewind, re-e-wind You ain't even done no footwork 'til your foot hurt, and your battery died