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[Verse 1: KEY!]
N double A C P
Can't no bitch excite me
I need a Rolex, no [?]
If them people stop me
I call to God for lightning
I'm going hard, and your pockets hurt
I see why you don't like me
I see why you don't
Clico and Rico, I'm all about them C-notes
Your main ho falsetto, falsetto, falsetto
All my work correct though, shout out my connect though
I swear I breathe the best smoke, [?]
Can't cop no weed at Texaco, some of these niggas [?]
I'm a teach them a lesson though, I'm a teach them a lesson though
Pop the bean, pop pop the bean
Eh, pop the bean, pop pop the bean, ho

[Verse 2: Curtis Williams]
I just got a pack, tell my bitch roll it
Tryna stack that paper, to the point where it's not folding
Can't no nigga do it like me, Vodka straight, no chasing
Only after that paper, but them fuck niggas still hating
Two-9 'til that grave dirt, smoked out 'til my chest hurt
Good weed in my Dutch, red box on my T-shirt
Niggas pocket watching, too much to count
That checkered flag waving, when I come around
Yeah
It's waving when I come around
If your bitch ain't at the crib, that mean she came around
Yeah
That mean she came around
And that checkered flag waving, when I come around
Swag