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Gang, gang, gang I'm the hottest young nigga in the city (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) (Grah, grah, grah) I'm just in charge of this shit Gang, gang, gang Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (grrt) Bang, bang, bang Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt My stepper gon' brush him if I press the button, too drippy to scuffle (drip, drip, too drippy to scuffle) The blick in the duffle, it came with a muzzle, so why would I tussle? (Blicky, the blicky, the blicky, the blicky, so why would I tussle?) Diamonds dancing, flooded We done turned nothing to something (we done turned nothing to something) Niggas be capping, bluffing Tweak, that's a hole in your muffin (brrt, tweak, that's a hole in your muffin) What's all the tension? (Skrrt) Tried to run off with the drip, but ain't give me a mention (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Swish him, we bench him, treesh at the drop, we gon' pull up with blickies and drench him (boom, boom, boom, grrt) Look at these actors (skrrt), dropping the rakes (skrrt), they ain't ever spinned Cali (they ain't ever spinned Cali, pussy) Spinning for rappers (skrrt), what's the chances (skrrt) that he got his ratchet? (Skrrt, skrrt, boom, boom, boom) It's gon' be a disaster, he ain't no stepper, that boy into fashion (pussy) Stop all that capping, aim for his māthā, cabbage, he in a casket (grrt) Gang-gang gon' wack him, he made a diss, trying to get a reaction (pussy) Can't wait to catch him, crash him, whole gang spinning for the back end (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, back end) Want me to be disrespectful? Pull up to the funeral, spit in the coffin (spit in that coffin) Put more shots in his māthā, they can't see his face, that's for all that talking (boom, boom, boom, boom, pussy) Headshot, he ain't gon' make it, his brains on the pavement, no witness, no statement (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) My killers ain't taking no payment, they said it's for free, point him out, they gon' off him (gang, gang, gang, pussy) Gun a nigga down, drop a diss, R. I. P. Lil Pint, pour a four of that drip (boom, boom, boom) All we know, run down, go skitz, let my ooter catch him lacking and they hopping out the whip (grrt) See all the hate through these Carti's (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Kodak fresh home off a pardon (blicky) Casamigos, don't sip no Bacardi (no Bacardi) Repping Brooklyn like Biggie and Harden (brooklyn) Ride out, AR with the scope Pull up with Coach, now he a ghost (skrrt, skrrt) Kill a opp, then make a toast (grrt, pussy) Hit a opp treesh while she driving the boat (boom, boom, boom) Stuffing the stick in the glizzy (blick, blick, glizzy) Clip came see-through just like Bizzy Hoolies gon' spin 'til he dizzy (skrrt, skrrt) Spot him and hop out the renty (grrt) Catch a body then hit up the jeweler (boom, boom, boom) I got 20 blue tips in the Ruger (gang, gang, gang) Back then, used to flock out the Uber (skrrt, skrrt) Off a scooter, then maneuver (skrrt, skrrt) Can't respond to no nigga that gave his whole crew up (ha-ha-ha), goofies Niggas stole all the drip, act like they never knew us (niggas stole all my drip, act like they never knew us) Got a bad yellow bitch that'll line you from Cuba (got a bad yellow bitch, treesh, treesh) She gon' swing me the addy, we pulled up and smoked 'em like hookah (that addy, we pulled up and smoked 'em) Niggas ain't spinning shit, they just type on computers (ain't spinning shit, they just type on) And my last name "Blick", so I'm picking the tool up (blick, gang, gang, gang, Blicky, the Blicky) My stepper gon' brush him if I press the button, too drippy to scuffle (too drippy to scuffle) The blick in the duffle, it came with a muzzle, so why would I tussle? (so why would I tussle?) Diamonds dancing, flooded We done turned nothing to something (bands, bands) Niggas be capping, bluffing Tweak, that's a hole in your muffin (tweak, that's a hole in your muffin) My stepper gon' brush him if I press the button, too drippy to scuffle (oo drippy to scuffle) The blick in the duffle, it came with a muzzle, so why would I tussle? (so why would I tussle?) Diamonds dancing, flooded We done turned nothing to something (bands, bands) Niggas be capping, bluffing Tweak, that's a hole in your muffin BG4L, SG, Twirl Gang, Cho Gang

I said I'm living in a lost generation I said I'm living in a lost generation I've got my heart I've found my soul I'm living I'm living I'm living life man Switch on the TV They keep it real But not in that way I turn the channel And just see somebody's life displayed Awkward pauses and dodgy moments I smile it keeps me sane Reality TV is morphine Give me that now Let me ease the pain (Oh yeah) Man, talent shows I seen some of our friends Go and beat their targets I've also seen careers end When they ain't even really started Jeremy Kyle got the nation laughing At the other people's expense Somebody tell that guy That we hate him too We are not his friends Yeah Hashtag trend We make people go clap, clap yeah When I heard people buy views I was more confused Than all John Terry's black friends Watch your mouth son! Hashtag trend Oi big brothers in the house now, yeah I said Screw the voting and talking I just wanna see people fight and have sex So let's Say hey (hey) I'm living I'm living life man Say hey (hey) I'm living I'm living life I've got my heart I've found my soul I'm living I'm living I said I'm living in a lost generation I said I'm living in a lost generation I've got my heart I've found my soul I'm living I'm living I'm living life man I wanna dance I wanna have fun Let me feel the music I hope you realize how dumb you sound When you call us stupid I wanna drive to work, hear this beat And make my dreams come true Keep it up man A beat like this reminds my heart what to do Salute I want you to feel useless baby That's right, every bad boy should And damn right I'm a slut, you know this But I'm a boy, it's all good Take snaps of me, I'm an icon Standing here in my shades Oi be someone If you beg to be followed Then you've lost your way Hashtag trend We make people go clap, clap yeah Why is everybody so PC It's not my fault if you take offence Watch your mouth son! Hashtag trend What's wrong if a girl loves sex It's only wrong if it's not with you So maybe you should get better in bed (You naughty boy) Say hey (hey) I'm living I'm living life man Say hey (hey) I'm living I'm living life I've got my heart I've found my soul I'm living I'm living I said I'm living in a lost generation I said I'm living in a lost generation I've got my heart I've found my soul I'm living I'm living I'm living life man

Don't you disrespect me little man! Don't you derogate or deride! You're in my world now Not your world And I got friends on the other side! (He's got friends on the other side) That's an echo, gentlemen Just a little something we have here in Louisiana A little parlor trick. Don't worry Sit down at my table Put your minds at ease If you relax it will enable me to do anything I please I can read your future I can change it 'round some, too I'll look deep into your heart and soul (You do have a soul, don't you, Lawrence?) Make your wildest dreams come true! I got voodoo, I got hoodoo I got things I ain't even tried! And I got friends on the other side (He's got friends on the other side!) The cards, the cards, the cards will tell The past, the present, and the future as well! The cards, the cards, just take three Take a little trip into your future with me! Now you, young man, are from across the sea You come from two long lines of royalty I'm a royal myself on my mother's side Your lifestyle's high But your funds are low You need to marry a lil' honey whose daddy got dough! Mom and dad cut you off, huh playboy? Now y'all gotta get hitched, but hitchin' ties you down You just wanna be free Hop from place to place But freedom takes green! It's the green, it's the green, it's the green you need And when I looked into your future It's the green that I see! On you little man, I don't wanna waste much time You been pushed around all your life You been pushed around by your Mother and your sister and your brother And if you was married You'd be pushed around by your wife But in your future, the you I see Is exactly the man you always wanted to be! Shake my hand Come on boys Won't you shake the poor sinner's hand? Yes Are you ready? (Are you ready?) Are you ready? Transformation central! (Transformation central!) Reformation central! (Reformation central!) Transmogrification central! Can you feel it? You're changin', You're changin', You're changin', all right! I hope you're satisfied But if you ain't Don't blame me! You can blame my friends on the other side! (You got what you wanted) (But you lost what you had)