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It's Us (go)Her and her friends want liquor, I left and came back with four rums like RedditCheck up on all my exes, big body up in TexasAll white body, but it's not a LexusMy cup look a lil' red-ishPurple inside a yellow Fanta, now it's like Cameron ReddishShe told me she's not that flexible, neither is my schedule, we still gon' check itI treat the money like messages, keepin' it blue like I still ain't read itCrosses on my glasses, fuck all the opps, we facist, make 'em past tenseBitches treatin' me just like Phat Farm, my name on all they assesNigga flexed his chains, I held my hands up and made invisible glassesAnd I still couldn't see itTreat a broke nigga like we playin' freeze tag, 'cause I just couldn't be itTreat the pussy like a janky friend who broke somethin', fuck it up and leave itShe wanna be 31, gotta stamp it up in inkShe like forty-two, I'm just like you without the drinkConcrete diamonds, lay out chains on the ground and make a skating rinkMy mans will slap a nigga at the award show like I'm Jada Pink' (okay)U-S in my bio like I love my countryFirst M loading up right now, bitch, I can feel it comin'First thing off the bat, I can't love a gnat, it's just a gnatMy stepper can't be televised, he's known to twitch like Kai CenatAll of my ropes is gold, I'm using them bitches to tie up the sackI hit the bitch from the side, can't risk her diggin' her nails in my backBoat and DC poured so much Wock' in the pop, the soda went flatI was runnin' through pints in two daysAll of my hoes go two waysI been that nigga since daddy had Nextel two-waysNever consent to a due dateMy white bitch like my credit card, my black bitch like my blue faceI hit a bougie bitch that tried to take me on a police chaseMe and my mom got matchin' watches, hers just got the new faceStuffin' hundreds in a piggy bank like it's a flower vaseThey claimin' I gotta be kin to Ma$eI need to find Jesus like himSo I can sit down with him and tell him I wanna be just like himOne gold tooth like TysonWhite bitch look like TysonStackin' up chicken like TysonWay I been carryin' these niggas, real soon I'ma have me a back like a bisonLate night, I call up my DysonSqueeze it real tight like a pythonTwenty-six bitches in Mastro'sDoggy walk down in his day clothesHad too much hair for a ski maskEvery rap nigga was a Benz, we know who would be a MaybachAnd who we considered an E-ClassI don't do GFs unless they gon' give me a cheat passRide with this glick on my hip for so long, it done damn near gave me a heat rashAt twenty-six, mama told me daddy wanted abortionImagine the loss of the fortuneThe thought of that had me scorchin'The thought of my mama goin' nine-to-five because of an unready boyfriendThese niggas be talkin' 'bout steppin', that's something I just don't recallJust like the Dallas and Hawks gameI woke up and felt like I didn't want to share and I'm takin' back all of the portionsI wish I had time to handle you niggas, 'cause we would've brought back extortionsI know what they think 'bout the nails, the motive these niggas is constantly forcin'Niggas is overly gangsterProtectin' an image they don't even own, these niggas do not know the answerIt's UsSolid to the bone, Concrete structure, they know what we onAin't goin' back and forth with these niggas, dog, they vehicle is they only homeI keep all blues like a Jazz player, call me Karl MaloneHe ain't give the pape' up yet? It's cool, he got late feesWho the fuck gave me these twenty-dollar bills? Dog, I hate theseCyclin' foreign whips on expensive trips like an eight-speedAin't stuntin' none of these broke hoes, blackout curtains on my windowsSip, sip, quarter piece of Benzo, H. LorenzoChauffeured 'round in Caddys, dog, I got this from my ten toesSmashed her on Fat Tuesday and left her in the NOGrew up where the goons pray, I'm knowing how this shit goReal Lakeside baby, I do it for my kinfolkTell me what's the word, you must not heard, I'm stormin' by demandI promise that we tied in, when shit get tough I know the 'Crete 'gon hold me overEvery day, I'm gettin' closer to my dreamsThey runnin' schemes, but won't trick me up out my spot, I earned my rankShe throwin' twat in exchange for funds and fameYour favorite rapper real life lameThe truth hurts, charge it to the gameI'm not impressed, we're not the sameHow you flexin', but livin' check to check? You better come correctThey know it's us, in full effectAny disrespect, my stepper right directCleats on, Concrete NikesI don't care if you don't really like meI know Bankstone right beside meThey say it's love, but I feel despisedI see the pain, I could read the lies all between the linesMan, free the guysR.I.P. the ones who ain't crossed that line to the other sideI'm in prime timeMy life in the sunshineFirst you get that money, then that power, the world is all mineYeah, niggaIt's Us, manAin't no nigga that I trust to knock off the dustWalk with that sack under my arm, 'cause stackin' up a mustI crushed the Perc' into the Tuss', too geeked up to fussMove like a boss, I'm not like them, they doin' such and suchI was sellin' lemonade while y'all would double dutchI used to scam, I used to trap, I never cuddled muchOut 'til the AM, scratch my plans, I never settle muchI slipped on pimpin' onceYou asked for hoes, I brought 'em round and you ain't flip 'em onceGot all them guns put in your name and you ain't grip 'em onceHe sent the money for some pints, but I ain't ship not oneIt's KARRAHBOOO, I'm not the two, you gotta know I'm upI heard you been say you the one, I guess it never stuckI'm too stuck-up just like antennas, don't let me get the signalUp late like I'm Jay LenoI move around with third-strike criminalsYou get the memoIt's UsLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind | Door: Andrew Rincon, Brandon Mitchell, Cameron Butts, Dillion Caster, Justin Daniels, Karrah Schuster, Miles McCollum, Spencer Jewesson | Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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