text: Uh 
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  Uh
  Uh, uh, uh, uh 
  Uh, uh, uh, uh 
  Uh, uh, uh, uh 
  Uh, uh, uh, uh 
  I aint gonna flex no more, gave my watch to my best friend 
  Coppin shit you cant afford, hundred K right on my necklace 
  I be calling your bitch when Im bored, do that in the past tense 
  I be drippin and swaggin of course , ayy
  I poured a two in that four 
  Whoa , Im right here
  I got opps from the 30 and I aint scared 
  Pulled up in the 30, they some squares 
  Got a Glock with a 30 and I aint scared 
  Im not flexin on you, baby, its right here 
  Got a Glock and that 30 right under your chair 
  Two hundred right up on my dash, my coupe right here 
  Throw it up, dont be scared 
  I was throwin up and it was clear 
  I took too much molly, I cant hear 
  I fucked so many hoes I had to go and just switch states 
  Raf Simons on my jeans but Im still in my Rick stage 
  Im sure your Rollies gold but its not no big face 
  Bitch, you know I know where the brick stay, yeah, I walk like a lick, ayy 
  Got a big Glock on my hip, ayy, yeah, thats right where my stick stay 
  Uh, uh, uh, uh
  Uh, uh, uh, uh
  Uh, uh, uh, uh 
  Uh, uh, uh, uh 
  I aint gonna flex no more, gave my watch to my best friend 
  Coppin shit you cant afford, hundred K right on my necklace 
  I be calling your bitch when Im bored, do that in the past tense 
  I be drippin and swaggin of course, ayy 
  How many hundred thousand you make this year? On my 32nd
  I fucked that bitch on a Perc for an hour, dont do 30 seconds 
  Im from the 1600 so I dont fuck with no 32nd 
  Francisville baby, you know how we rocking
  You know we gon wreck shit 
  Rest in peace, Chico
  For that boy you know that Im gonna keep flexin 
  Sometimes I still call his phone
  Sometimes I still go to text him 
  He was lackin by the opps
  I cant believe that they nexted him 
  I was standing by the opps, I had 30 in my weapon 
  I was standing by the opps
  I was standing by the opps 
  I was standing by the opps 
  I was standing by the opps 
  I do the dash on the cop 
  Digital dash on my drop 
  I turned myself to a boss 
  Fuck you, nigga, and the law
  Babygirl head game strong
  She suck my dick so long
  Tell me what you want 
  I can get you on, wait 
  You think he get money, uh
  Look at his chain, no pointers 
  Yeah, its molly world, come join us 
  So much swag, cant afford it
  Uh, uh, uh, uh
  Uh, uh, uh, uh 
  Uh, uh, uh, uh 
  Uh, uh, uh, uh 
  I aint gonna flex no more, gave my watch to my best friend 
  Coppin shit you cant afford, hundred K right on my necklace 
  I be calling your bitch when Im bored, do that in the past tense 
  I be drippin and swaggin of course 
  No, he didnt 
  Yes, I did
  No, he didnt 
  Yes, I did
  No, he didnt 
  Yes, I did