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thunder, yeah\nChristian the sweater\nOkay, Christian Dior the sweater\nThe double R came with the umbrella\nWhen I put the hoodie on, it get realer, yeah\n\nPut a hundred thousand in my Prada jeans\nGot some little homies, got some prodigies\nAnd I spent five hundred on Prada tees\nMade it out the projects, poppin' overseas\nShawty gave me sloppy toppy on the seat\nI make some calls, you can't cop the fleet\nGotta be an antisocial gangster 'cause the feds watchin' my tweets\n\nYou mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\nIt feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\nGot my head to the ceiling\nWant me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\nI ain't sayin' I'm addicted\nAdderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\nLet a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\nNigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n\nI got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\nAnd my lil' brother turned to a drummer\nWalked him outside, now he got the llama\n\nI took that Maybach where the J's at\nTell my brothers ball a hundred summers\nAll my niggas know run up them numbers\nFuck it, run up them numbers\nFuck it, I ran up the numbers\nPiped up like a plumber\nAnd sold all the bundles (Sold all the bundles)\nI paid off the debt to your honor\nAnd went got some commas and commas and commas (Racks)\nYou let it get to your head, yeah\nI remember when you was a runner (You was a runner)\nI heard you got snatched by the feds, yeah\nSay you willin' to tell 'em whatever (Yeah)\n\nI still be killin' in projects\nEven though I been runnin' them numbers up\nThey used to tell me I'm not next\nI'm like look at me now, I'm in front of them\nAnd I just hope you never set me up, my lifestyle too irregular\nAnd I don't know how I'ma trust again, I swear\nAudemars might fuck up your eyes, yeah\n\nI bust down a piece of the pie, yeah\nI wanna speed off in the car, yeah (Speed off in a car, yeah)\nI got a cup full of Hi-Tech\nHave a pool party with the posse (Pool party with the posse)\nWe be the talk of the topic\nThese fuck niggas don't where the drop at (Uh)\nThey won't want us ridin' in the drophead\nAnd he mad that my bitch got a Masi'\n\nYou mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\nIt feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\nGot my head to the ceiling\nWant me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\nI ain't sayin' I'm addicted\nAdderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\nLet a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\nNigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n\nI got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\nAnd my lil' brother turned to a drummer\nWalked him outside, now he got the llama\nI took the Maybach where the J's at\nTell my brothers ball a hundred summers\nAll my niggas know run up them numbers\nFuck it, run up them numbers","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.39] We got London On Da Track\n[00:14.28] You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\n[00:16.17] It feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\n[00:18.05] Got my head to the ceiling\n[00:19.20] Want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\n[00:21.63] I ain't sayin' I'm addicted\n[00:23.14] Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\n[00:25.26] Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\n[00:26.79] Nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n[00:28.48] I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\n[00:31.90] And my lil' brother turned to a drummer\n[00:33.69] Walked him outside, now he got the llama\n[00:35.56] I took that Maybach where the J's at\n[00:37.54] Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers\n[00:39.09] All my niggas know run up them numbers\n[00:41.39] Fuck it, run up them numbers (Yeah)\n[00:43.63] Run up them numbers\n[00:45.10] OKC, you don't want no thunder\n[00:46.26] The old Tracy McGrady, the one\n[00:48.79] OKC, you don't want no thunder, yeah\n[00:50.77] Christian the sweater\n[00:51.79] Okay, Christian Dior the sweater\n[00:53.34] The double R came with the umbrella\n[00:55.30] When I put the hoodie on, it get realer, yeah\n[00:56.91] Put a hundred thousand in my Prada jeans\n[00:58.69] Got some little homies, got some prodigies\n[01:00.41] And I spent five hundred on Prada tees\n[01:02.52] Made it out the projects, poppin' overseas\n[01:04.40] Shawty gave me sloppy toppy on the seat\n[01:06.13] I make some calls, you can't cop the fleet\n[01:07.85] Gotta be an antisocial gangster 'cause the feds watchin' my tweets\n[01:11.70] You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\n[01:13.62] It feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\n[01:15.52] Got my head to the ceiling\n[01:16.76] Want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\n[01:19.12] I ain't sayin' I'm addicted\n[01:20.16] Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\n[01:22.70] Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\n[01:24.39] Nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n[01:25.95] I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\n[01:29.48] And my lil' brother turned to a drummer\n[01:31.19] Walked him outside, now he got the llama\n[01:33.05] I took that Maybach where the J's at\n[01:35.04] Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers\n[01:36.64] All my niggas know run up them numbers\n[01:38.84] Fuck it, run up them numbers\n[01:40.74] Fuck it, I ran up the numbers\n[01:41.98] Piped up like a plumber\n[01:42.84] And sold all the bundles (Sold all the bundles)\n[01:44.11] I paid off the debt to your honor\n[01:45.67] And went got some commas and commas and commas (Racks)\n[01:48.02] You let it get to your head, yeah\n[01:49.42] I remember when you was a runner (You was a runner)\n[01:51.44] I heard you got snatched by the feds, yeah\n[01:52.96] Say you willin' to tell 'em whatever (Yeah)\n[01:54.77] I still be killin' in projects\n[01:56.29] Even though I been runnin' them numbers up\n[01:58.28] They used to tell me I'm not next\n[01:59.82] I'm like look at me now, I'm in front of them\n[02:01.72] And I just hope you never set me up, my lifestyle too irregular\n[02:05.38] And I don't know how I'ma trust again, I swear\n[02:07.68] Audemars might fuck up your eyes, yeah\n[02:09.41] I bust down a piece of the pie, yeah\n[02:11.00] I wanna speed off in the car, yeah (Speed off in a car, yeah)\n[02:13.27] I got a cup full of Hi-Tech\n[02:14.53] Have a pool party with the posse (Pool party with the posse)\n[02:16.76] We be the talk of the topic\n[02:18.22] These fuck niggas don't where the drop at (Uh)\n[02:19.96] They won't want us ridin' in the drophead\n[02:21.85] And he mad that my bitch got a Masi'\n[02:23.69] You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\n[02:25.57] It feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\n[02:27.47] Got my head to the ceiling\n[02:28.67] Want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\n[02:31.06] I ain't sayin' I'm addicted\n[02:33.12] Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\n[02:34.61] Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\n[02:36.25] Nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n[02:37.84] I got my dawgs in this bitch, I 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me away\n\n  I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\n  And my lil' brother turned to a drummer\n  Walked him outside, now he got the llama\n  I took that Maybach where the J's at\n  Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers\n  All my niggas know run up them numbers\n  Fuck it, run up them numbers (Yeah)\n\n  Run up them numbers\n  OKC, you don't want no thunder\n  The old Tracy McGrady, the one\n  OKC, you don't want no thunder, yeah\n  Christian the sweater\n  Okay, Christian Dior the sweater\n  The double R came with the umbrella\n  When I put the hoodie on, it get realer, yeah\n\n  Put a hundred thousand in my Prada jeans\n  Got some little homies, got some prodigies\n  And I spent five hundred on Prada tees\n  Made it out the projects, poppin' overseas\n  Shawty gave me sloppy toppy on the seat\n  I make some calls, you can't cop the fleet\n  Gotta be an antisocial gangster 'cause the feds watchin' my tweets\n\n  You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\n  It 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sweater\nOkay, Christian Dior the sweater\nThe double R came with the umbrella\nWhen I put the hoodie on, it get realer, yeah\n\nPut a hundred thousand in my Prada jeans\nGot some little homies, got some prodigies\nAnd I spent five hundred on Prada tees\nMade it out the projects, poppin' overseas\nShawty gave me sloppy toppy on the seat\nI make some calls, you can't cop the fleet\nGotta be an antisocial gangster 'cause the feds watchin' my tweets\n\nYou mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\nIt feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\nGot my head to the ceiling\nWant me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\nI ain't sayin' I'm addicted\nAdderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\nLet a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\nNigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n\nI got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\nAnd my lil' brother turned to a drummer\nWalked him outside, now he got the llama\n\nI took that Maybach where the J's at\nTell my brothers ball a hundred summers\nAll my niggas know run up them numbers\nFuck it, run up them numbers\nFuck it, I ran up the numbers\nPiped up like a plumber\nAnd sold all the bundles (Sold all the bundles)\nI paid off the debt to your honor\nAnd went got some commas and commas and commas (Racks)\nYou let it get to your head, yeah\nI remember when you was a runner (You was a runner)\nI heard you got snatched by the feds, yeah\nSay you willin' to tell 'em whatever (Yeah)\n\nI still be killin' in projects\nEven though I been runnin' them numbers up\nThey used to tell me I'm not next\nI'm like look at me now, I'm in front of them\nAnd I just hope you never set me up, my lifestyle too irregular\nAnd I don't know how I'ma trust again, I swear\nAudemars might fuck up your eyes, yeah\n\nI bust down a piece of the pie, yeah\nI wanna speed off in the car, yeah (Speed off in a car, yeah)\nI got a cup full of Hi-Tech\nHave a pool party with the posse (Pool party with the posse)\nWe be the talk of the topic\nThese fuck niggas don't where the drop at (Uh)\nThey won't want us ridin' in the drophead\nAnd he mad that my bitch got a Masi'\n\nYou mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\nIt feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\nGot my head to the ceiling\nWant me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\nI ain't sayin' I'm addicted\nAdderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\nLet a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\nNigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n\nI got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\nAnd my lil' brother turned to a drummer\nWalked him outside, now he got the llama\nI took the Maybach where the J's at\nTell my brothers ball a hundred summers\nAll my niggas know run up them numbers\nFuck it, run up them numbers","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.36] We got London On Da Track\n[00:14.34] You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\n[00:16.06] It feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\n[00:17.95] Got my head to the ceiling\n[00:19.20] Want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\n[00:21.37] I ain't sayin' I'm addicted\n[00:22.77] Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\n[00:25.02] Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\n[00:26.78] Nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n[00:28.16] I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\n[00:31.52] And my lil' brother turned to a drummer\n[00:33.23] Walked him outside, now he got the llama\n[00:35.31] I took that Maybach where the J's at\n[00:37.18] Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers\n[00:38.89] All my niggas know run up them numbers\n[00:40.60] Fuck it, run up them numbers (Yeah)\n[00:42.99] Run up them numbers\n[00:44.33] OKC, you don't want no thunder\n[00:46.13] The old Tracy McGrady, the one\n[00:47.79] OKC, you don't want no thunder, yeah\n[00:50.16] Christian the sweater\n[00:51.54] Okay, Christian Dior the sweater\n[00:53.20] The double R came with the umbrella\n[00:54.10] When I put the hoodie on, it get realer, yeah\n[00:56.72] Put a hundred thousand in my Prada jeans\n[00:58.59] Got some little homies, got some prodigies\n[01:00.16] And I spent five hundred on Prada tees\n[01:02.02] Made it out the projects, poppin' overseas\n[01:04.11] Shawty gave me sloppy toppy on the seat\n[01:05.72] I make some calls, you can't cop the fleet\n[01:07.59] Gotta be an antisocial gangster 'cause the feds watchin' my tweets\n[01:11.47] You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\n[01:13.56] It feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\n[01:15.24] Got my head to the ceiling\n[01:16.41] Want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\n[01:18.85] I ain't sayin' I'm addicted\n[01:20.11] Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\n[01:22.39] Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\n[01:24.16] Nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n[01:25.89] I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\n[01:28.85] And my lil' brother turned to a drummer\n[01:30.88] Walked him outside, now he got the llama\n[01:32.82] I took that Maybach where the J's at\n[01:34.66] Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers\n[01:36.27] All my niggas know run up them numbers\n[01:38.01] Fuck it, run up them numbers\n[01:40.05] Fuck it, I ran up the numbers\n[01:41.75] Piped up like a plumber\n[01:42.64] And sold all the bundles (Sold all the bundles)\n[01:43.99] I paid off the debt to your honor\n[01:45.44] And went got some commas and commas and commas (Racks)\n[01:47.69] You let it get to your head, yeah\n[01:49.13] I remember when you was a runner (You was a runner)\n[01:50.94] I heard you got snatched by the feds, yeah\n[01:52.68] Say you willin' to tell 'em whatever (Yeah)\n[01:54.56] I still be killin' in projects\n[01:56.14] Even though I been runnin' them numbers up\n[01:57.84] They used to tell me I'm not next\n[01:59.48] I'm like look at me now, I'm in front of them\n[02:01.36] And I just hope you never set me up, my lifestyle too irregular\n[02:05.25] And I don't know how I'ma trust again, I swear\n[02:07.17] Audemars might fuck up your eyes, yeah\n[02:09.13] I bust down a piece of the pie, yeah\n[02:10.81] I wanna speed off in the car, yeah (Speed off in a car, yeah)\n[02:12.92] I got a cup full of Hi-Tech\n[02:14.34] Have a pool party with the posse (Pool party with the posse)\n[02:16.46] We be the talk of the topic\n[02:17.93] These fuck niggas don't where the drop at (Uh)\n[02:19.62] They won't want us ridin' in the drophead\n[02:21.44] And he mad that my bitch got a Masi'\n[02:23.41] You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\n[02:25.37] It feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\n[02:27.33] Got my head to the ceiling\n[02:28.53] Want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\n[02:30.64] I ain't sayin' I'm addicted\n[02:32.19] Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\n[02:34.25] Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\n[02:36.19] Nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n[02:37.94] I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\n[02:41.10] And my lil' brother turned to a drummer\n[02:42.87] Walked him outside, now he got the llama\n[02:44.69] I took the Maybach where the J's at\n[02:46.69] Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers\n[02:48.40] All my niggas know run up them numbers\n[02:50.13] Fuck it, run up them numbers\n[02:54.17] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Numbers (feat. 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dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\n  And my lil' brother turned to a drummer\n  Walked him outside, now he got the llama\n  I took that Maybach where the J's at\n  Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers\n  All my niggas know run up them numbers\n  Fuck it, run up them numbers (Yeah)\n\n  Run up them numbers\n  OKC, you don't want no thunder\n  The old Tracy McGrady, the one\n  OKC, you don't want no thunder, yeah\n  Christian the sweater\n  Okay, Christian Dior the sweater\n  The double R came with the umbrella\n  When I put the hoodie on, it get realer, yeah\n\n  Put a hundred thousand in my Prada jeans\n  Got some little homies, got some prodigies\n  And I spent five hundred on Prada tees\n  Made it out the projects, poppin' overseas\n  Shawty gave me sloppy toppy on the seat\n  I make some calls, you can't cop the fleet\n  Gotta be an antisocial gangster 'cause the feds watchin' my tweets\n\n  You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\n  It feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\n  Got my head to the ceiling\n  Want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\n  I ain't sayin' I'm addicted\n  Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\n  Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\n  Nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n\n  I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\n  And my lil' brother turned to a drummer\n  Walked him outside, now he got the llama\n\n  I took that Maybach where the J's at\n  Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers\n  All my niggas know run up them numbers\n  Fuck it, run up them numbers\n  Fuck it, I ran up the numbers\n  Piped up like a plumber\n  And sold all the bundles (Sold all the bundles)\n  I paid off the debt to your honor\n  And went got some commas and commas and commas (Racks)\n  You let it get to your head, yeah\n  I remember when you was a runner (You was a runner)\n  I heard you got snatched by the feds, yeah\n  Say you willin' to tell 'em whatever (Yeah)\n\n  I 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 Nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n\n  I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\n  And my lil' brother turned to a drummer\n  Walked him outside, now he got the llama\n  I took the Maybach where the J's at\n  Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers\n  All my niggas know run up them numbers\n  Fuck it, run up them numbers\n"},{"id":2826836,"name":"Numbers","trackName":"Numbers","artistName":"A Boogie Wit da Hoodie","albumName":"Artist 2.0","duration":189.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We got London On Da Track\n\nYou mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\nIt feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\nGot my head to the ceiling\nWant me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\nI ain't sayin' I'm addicted\nAdderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\nLet a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\nNigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n\nI got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\nAnd my lil' brother turned to a drummer\nWalked him outside, now he got the llama\nI took that Maybach where the J's at\nTell my brothers ball a hundred summers\nAll my niggas know run up them numbers\nFuck it, run up them numbers (Yeah)\n\nRun up them numbers\nOKC, you don't want no thunder\nThe old Tracy McGrady, the one\nOKC, you don't want no thunder, yeah\nChristian the sweater\nOkay, Christian Dior the sweater\nThe double R came with the umbrella\nWhen I put the hoodie on, it get realer, yeah\n\nPut a hundred thousand in my Prada jeans\nGot some little homies, got some prodigies\nAnd I spent five hundred on Prada tees\nMade it out the projects, poppin' overseas\nShawty gave me sloppy toppy on the seat\nI make some calls, you can't cop the fleet\nGotta be an antisocial gangster 'cause the feds watchin' my tweets\n\nYou mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\nIt feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\nGot my head to the ceiling\nWant me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\nI ain't 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Fuck it, run up them numbers (Yeah)\n\n  Run up them numbers\n  OKC, you don't want no thunder\n  The old Tracy McGrady, the one\n  OKC, you don't want no thunder, yeah\n  Christian the sweater\n  Okay, Christian Dior the sweater\n  The double R came with the umbrella\n  When I put the hoodie on, it get realer, yeah\n\n  Put a hundred thousand in my Prada jeans\n  Got some little homies, got some prodigies\n  And I spent five hundred on Prada tees\n  Made it out the projects, poppin' overseas\n  Shawty gave me sloppy toppy on the seat\n  I make some calls, you can't cop the fleet\n  Gotta be an antisocial gangster 'cause the feds watchin' my tweets\n\n  You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\n  It feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\n  Got my head to the ceiling\n  Want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\n  I ain't sayin' I'm addicted\n  Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\n  Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\n  Nigga, kill him, fuck it, 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Shawty gave me sloppy toppy on the seat\n  I make some calls, you can't cop the fleet\n  Gotta be an antisocial gangster 'cause the feds watchin' my tweets\n\n  You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\n  It feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\n  Got my head to the ceiling\n  Want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\n  I ain't sayin' I'm addicted\n  Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\n  Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\n  Nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n\n  I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\n  And my lil' brother turned to a drummer\n  Walked him outside, now he got the llama\n\n  I took that Maybach where the J's at\n  Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers\n  All my niggas know run up them numbers\n  Fuck it, run up them numbers\n  Fuck it, I ran up the numbers\n  Piped up like a plumber\n  And sold all the bundles (Sold all the bundles)\n  I paid off the debt to your honor\n  And went got some 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sweater\nOkay, Christian Dior the sweater\nThe double R came with the umbrella\nWhen I put the hoodie on, it get realer, yeah\n\nPut a hundred thousand in my Prada jeans\nGot some little homies, got some prodigies\nAnd I spent five hundred on Prada tees\nMade it out the projects, poppin' overseas\nShawty gave me sloppy toppy on the seat\nI make some calls, you can't cop the fleet\nGotta be an antisocial gangster 'cause the feds watchin' my tweets\n\nYou mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\nIt feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith\nGot my head to the ceiling\nWant me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way\nI ain't sayin' I'm addicted\nAdderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\nLet a nigga touch my chain, fuck it\nNigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away\n\nI got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up\nAnd my lil' brother turned to a drummer\nWalked him outside, now he got the llama\n\nI took that Maybach where the J's at\nTell my brothers ball a hundred summers\nAll my niggas know run up them numbers\nFuck it, run up them numbers\nFuck it, I ran up the numbers\nPiped up like a plumber\nAnd sold all the bundles (Sold all the bundles)\nI paid off the debt to your honor\nAnd went got some commas and commas and commas (Racks)\nYou let it get to your head, yeah\nI remember when you was a runner (You was a runner)\nI heard you got snatched by the feds, yeah\nSay you willin' to tell 'em whatever (Yeah)\n\nI still be killin' in projects\nEven though I been runnin' them numbers up\nThey used to tell me I'm not next\nI'm like look at me now, I'm in front of them\nAnd I just hope you never set me up, my lifestyle too irregular\nAnd I don't know how I'ma trust again, I swear\nAudemars might fuck up your eyes, yeah\n\nI bust down a piece of the pie, yeah\nI wanna speed off in the car, yeah (Speed off in a car, yeah)\nI got a cup full of Hi-Tech\nHave a pool party with the posse (Pool party with the posse)\nWe be the talk of 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sayin' I'm addicted, adderall prescripted\n  Fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\n  That lil' nigga touch my chain, fuck it nigga, kill him\n  Fuck it, they can't take me away\n\n  I got my dawgs in this bitch\n  I know they gon' shoot shit up\n  And my lil' brother turned to a drummer\n  Walked him outside, now he got the llama\n  I took the Maybach where the J's at\n  Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers\n  All my niggas know, run up them numbers\n  Fuck it, run up them numbers (Yeah)\n\n  Run up them numbers\n  Okay, see you don't want no thunder\n  The old Tracy McGrady the one\n  OKC, you don't want no thunder, yeah\n  Christian the sweater\n  Okay, Christian Dior the sweater\n  The double R came with the umbrella\n  When I put the hoodie on it get realer, yeah\n\n  Put a hundred thousand in my Prada jeans\n  Got some little homies, got some prodigies\n  And I spend 500 hunnid on Prada tee\n  Made it out the projects, poppin' overseas\n  Shawty gave me sloppy toppy on the seat\n  I made some calls, you can't cop the fleet\n  Gotta be a antisocial gangster 'cause the feds watchin' my tweets\n\n  You mad nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\n  It feel like a bus but I'm whippin' the Wraith\n  Got my head to the ceiling, want me in my feelings\n  Only got me feelin' a way\n  I ain't sayin' I'm addicted, adderall prescripted\n  Fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\n  That lil' nigga touch my chain, fuck it nigga, kill him\n  Fuck it, they can't take me away\n\n  I got my dawgs in this bitch\n  I know they gon' shoot shit up\n  And my lil' brother turned to a drummer\n  Walked him outside, now he got the llama\n  I took the Maybach where the J's at\n  Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers\n  All my niggas know, run up them numbers\n  Fuck it, run up them numbers, yeah\n\n  Fuck it, I ran up the numbers\n  Piped her like a plumber\n  And sold all the bundles (Sold all the bundles)\n  I paid all the debts to your honor\n  Then went and got some commas, some commas, some commas (Racks)\n  You let it get to your head, yeah\n  I remember when you was a runner (You was a runner)\n  I heard you got snatched by the feds, yeah\n  Said you willin' to tell 'em whatever (Yeah)\n\n  I still be killin' in projects\n  Even though I been runnin' them numbers up\n  They used to tell I'm not next\n  I'm like look at me now, I've been runnin' up\n  And I just hope you never set me up, my lifestyle too irregular\n  And I don't know how I'ma trust again, I swear\n  Audemars might fuck up your eyes, yeah\n\n  I bust down a piece of the pie, yeah\n  I wanna speed off in the car, yeah (Speed off in the car, yeah)\n  I got a cup full of Hi-Tech\n  Have a pool party with the posse (Pool party with the posse)\n  We be the talk of the topic\n  These fuck niggas don't where the drop at\n  They won't want us ridin' in the drophead\n  And he mad at my bitch got a Masi'\n\n  You mad nigga, your adrenaline rushin'\n  It feel like a bus but I'm whippin' the Wraith\n  Got my head to the ceiling, want me in my feelings\n  Only got me feelin' a way\n  I ain't sayin' I'm addicted, adderall prescripted\n  Fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain\n  That lil' nigga touch my chain, fuck it nigga, kill him\n  Fuck it, they can't take me away\n\n  I got my dawgs in this bitch\n  I know they gon' shoot shit up\n  And my lil' brother turned to a drummer\n  Walked him outside, now he got the llama\n  I took the Maybach where the J's at\n  Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers\n  All my niggas know, run up them numbers\n  Fuck it, run up them numbers\n"}]