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[Verse] I asked my little bitch if she seen a brick and she said no I told that little bitch look at my wrist and she said oh You on some bullshit, with that point like Eric Snow My nigga B move them O's like he playing tic tac toe Now and we both going in, like a got a curfew You don't get no money, paper shorter than commercial Let me hear you niggas plotting on me, I'm a murk you Have my goons at your crib every day like Urkel One day I go fuck a bitch, then I be like fuck a bitch Have her try to bust my windows out like Jazmine Sullivan Cause I got another bitch and she even badder Looking like Beyonce, but that don't even matter Cause I ball hard, I play for team Louie They whole clique suck my dick, that's team chewy Rocks in the Bezel, all husky face blew it Since a lil' nigga used to talk that shit like Stewie Who he, Louie had Louis chicks, Louis shirts, Louis belt Walked up in the Louis store and tell 'em I want the shelf Buy the whole mannequin, niggas and they shenanigans Go get 'em sent to Hahnemann, shoot 'em like we gambling Or hit 'em like its blackjack bout to get my mac back Once I trade these handguns, I'm trying to feed my grandson I'm having million dollar dreams And hundred dollar nightmares thinking 'bout the cream Ok, black Impalla, black rims, black tims, black ice All black everything, flowing through the back night Black flooded rollie on, looking like a flashlight Tryna get that black car money bitch cash life