And when we find him, we gon' stretch him (We gon' stretch him)
Heard he looking for his match, he done met 'em (Oh, he done met 'em)
Let's talk bodies, I got several ('Cause I got several, what?)
They stop me at the airport 'cause I keep that metal (Rrah, rrah)
Grandson (What?), this that good dope, that shit stepped on (Stepped on)
Catch this, I be throwing bullets like I'm Brett Favre (Rrah, Brett Favre)
Broke niggas still wearing Phat Farm (Huh?), I go crack hard (Yeah, yeah)
Growing up bad, I was tryna rob (Huh?), I never crack cards (Nah, nah)
But I played my cards right (My right), never stopped at no lights (Vroom, vroom)
I was tryna score for White White (What?), we was shooting shit on sight (Boom, boom)
Hesitate? Nah, I don't think twice (Nah), and I show up, no invite (Nah, nah)
He tried to run but it ain't end right, they call that the "Can'tGetRight" (Damn, damn)
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