text: Lyrics from Snippet
  Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha
  This is not Siberia, these is Saudi sweats, yeah, yeah
  Twenty-seven gang, bitch, I hope Im blessed, yeah, yeah
  Pull up on a stain, I made like twenty checks, ayy, ayy
  Niggas aint the same, aint no goin back, ayy, ayy
  She made me a deep dicker cause that girl got like twenty necks 
  My niggas, they made it from the struggle, yes, struggle, yes 
  My niggas was in the jail same day they layin on the jet 
  My niggas go where I go, thats a fact 
  My niggas, they throwin water, they wish they start throwin TECs 
  My niggas was servin water in their fit 
  I got niggas in Atlanta that was locked up in the cell 
  Octopus, Ursula diamonds on my neck, all that shit
  Every time I pull up on your bitch, I gotta live my way
  I got too much guap, now watch me make mine back, make mine back 
  Linen on my pants, and I still got that scene up on my pack 
  I could make you dance, RIP bustin right out my strap
  I got hella bands, I put crack cocaine all in her crack 
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