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  Yeah, Im fuckin your bitch, yeah, she act like a brat, yeah 
  I put the splat-splat right on her back, yeah 
   front of a shack, yeah
  And now I got Rarris and Rarris and Lambs in front of the back, yeah
  I put the baguettes in the front of the earrings in front of the , yeah
  I put VVSs in front of the wrist and the back of the neck, yeah
  Let em come in the lobby, Ill kill em with violence
  We got plenty bodies, got nine lives, yeah
  Heard 12, I jumped off the porch, they killed my wife, yeah
  I put on my tribe, lets go, couple million and rise, lets go
  ...you know, its a whole lotta snitchin, you know
  I dont tell facades 
   on the 
  Too many cars up in the garage, we doin everything large
  Ride down the woods in the middle of March
  Wait til the seal get hot
  The murder had to pull it apart, took off some niggas for watchin
  They still , you tryna be somebody you not
   Im smokin on scotch
   her booty, she pokin it out
  Im sippin codeine and I keep it on rocks
  Im rockin the rocks full of rocks
  Im parking the yacht by the lot