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[Intro] Uh! [Verse 1] At this point in time, ain't finna argue 'bout some shit I didn't do Or some shit I didn't say You ain't my bitch, I really ain't Don't be going back and forth with niggas who just in the way Now they like, "What happened?" Ain't no yapping, I just demonstrate Chuck a deuce, I'm in the wind Ten and two, the passion is a ten Don't do shit for pretend Got the juice, she like the gin I like the spruce, she got a light I'm 'bout to fire these trees again I'm 'bout to fire on niggas We... [Chorus] Don't condone no weak type shit Or no fake type shit Or that sneak type shit Or that snakе type shit Type shit, type shit Typе shit On that muthafuckin' water, nigga run a tight ship Put that on my granny daughter, fuck I got to lie for? [Verse 2] We was cool every time I saw him, why he talking like this? Like this, like this, like this, like Hold on, hold on right quick This ain't Magic City, bet I got a pole on my hip Finna kick it with me, bet you ain't one hoe in my VIP All the niggas with me sliding like I'm on a typewriter Ain't no pyrite, just gold bars This ain't no slight shit, light shit We... [Chorus] Don't condone no weak type shit Or no fake type shit Or that sneak type shit Or that snake type shit Type shit, type shit Type shit On that muthafuckin' water, nigga run a tight ship Put that on my granny daughter, fuck I got to lie for?