I put the new Forgis on the Jeep I trap until the, bloody bottoms is underneath 'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin' I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin' I was broke, now I'm rich, these niggas salty All this designer on my body got me drip, drip, ayy Straight up out the Yajects, I'm a big Crip

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