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[feat. Nasa]

[Hook: Neako]
All of my niggas is whylin'
Hitting them licks in the projects
Making it out is the object
They popping them five's on my set
Building your set is the process
All on your bosses mind set
Can get you this money and fly shit
My limit is up where the sky is
I'm tall, so tall, I'm getting tall my nigga
You small, so small, I was born to ball my nigga
I'm tall, so tall, I'm getting tall my nigga
You small, so small, I don't plan to fall my nigga

[Verse 1: Neako]
Rolling up, rolling up
Rolling up, I keep floating up
All these hoes, they know what's up
They always wanna just go with us
I'm like hold up ho, gotta wait in line, gotta take your time
Even though your fine, yeah we could fuck
Not wine and dine, no nothing border line
I'm from the projects girl, turn corporate in a white man's world
Go to white with the pearl, Rolex nigga watch it do the twirl
Now I get these checks from a guy named Ed and a guy named Chuck
Look at my luck, let them tell it I would be here stuck
Well I'm not cause I'm out here, building up what I dreamed of
Got my nigga's and we teamed up
Got a coupe full of girls and they leaned up
Halloween we ain't fucking with the molly
Cup full of purp', then we drop in the Jolly's
Oz's of the Cali, got another Englewood parked in the alley
With them out west, burning the best, smoke in my chest
Far from the set, move back girl
And she all on my texts, call me up never calling her back
Topped me off, I was all on her neck
Didn't let me fuck, it was all in respect
With this lame nigga that was calling her shit
She told me that pussy belonged to her nigga
Fuck is wrong with her nigga
Cause she was with me just crawling and twisting
We was all on a mission, I'm balling her up in all these positions
Then she suddenly twisting weed from earlier that I had got
Whipping new corners, and hitting the block
I'm circling, corners nigga
Super speed, I let all that go
In the streets just soaring nigga
Get used to me, I'm letting all y'all know


[Verse 2: Nasa]
Penthouse suites, bad bitches calling me papi
My hustle on gold, my niggas still is in these hallways
They hustle all night, and spend money all day
If she a bad bitch she got hella swag, then send em' my way
Cause I'm riding round in that ghost, looking like a ghost
Smoking on that dope, my pockets overdose
Your nigga done bossed up, nothing what it cost us
But some new hoes and some bricks, riding round in that whip
That bulldog leave him bit, fuck around and leave him bit
Make dollars make cents, make sense make comma's
Nigga's bad bitch fucked the team, LVL bitch we the team
Young and sipping lean, murdering everything
We three'd up throwing three's up
Young fly niggas with our feet up
She a bad bitch, straight diva
We beat her and then leave her
Fucking [?]
Pussy Aquafina
LVL riching, nigga
Go hard for my team, nigga


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