All my niggas really got it, all my niggas really 'bout it
All my niggas really winning, got these niggas sobbing
If I pull up, then she popping
See you niggas jocking, they can't spend a nigga's watch
She the Batman, I'm the Robin
She lieutenant, I'm the sergeant
Told me shoot 'em, then I got 'em
Pop a nigga for the profit
Niggas can't bang with the coast
Got ties for the locs, got pies for the low
Shooters in the back, don't try with the bro
Jet lag, drop a nigga different time zone
Red pack grader, only came for the dough
Try to trespass, hear the press saying that you don't
Now your mama hear the press saying that you gone
Shoulda never went against Super Saiyan, go home
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Nigga elevated, sorry out your reach
Keep my circle tight, avoid the frenemies
Nigga mind the coupe, I call it referee
Stomp a nigga like a fucking centipede
Out in Cali buying out dispensaries
Smoke alone, a nigga never pass the weed
All my niggas really gunning for the cheese
All my niggas really ready for the beef
All my niggas be one with the enemy
Still young so we sinning, 100 dollar billing
All of my niggas came up from the bottom
And ain't gon' stop winning 'til we hit the ceiling
All of my niggas are down for my niggas
I ride for, I pull out a motherfucking iPhone
My niggas gon' blow like atomic
I promise I'm good with the cheese like some nachos
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All my niggas really got it, all my nigga really got it
All my niggas really, all my niggas really got it
All my niggas really got it, all my niggas really
All my niggas really got it, all my niggas really got it
All my niggas really, all my niggas really got it
All my niggas really got it, all my niggas really
Honest to death I spot the realest
Let the caterpillars move as one in every step
Average niggas wasn't 'posed to be this fresh
No average niggas in my circle or my set
Type of nigga put in work in while you slept
All my niggas put in work in, gotta Tek
In the kitchen I'm the colonel, I'm the chef
Introduce you to this high, no coming back
Watch, I see the feds, they always watching
But I keep on smoking, nigga never stopping
Drinking Hennessy, a liquor remedy
Mix that OG in the pot, that recipe
Fly to Paris just to kick it for the week
Walk through TSA, I bet they smell the tree
Fuck it nigga, I just dodged a felony
Smoking reefer 'til the father set me free
All my niggas be one with the enemy
Still young so we sinning, 100 dollar billing
All of my niggas came up from the bottom
And they ain't gon' stop winning 'til we hit the ceiling
All of my niggas are down for my niggas
I ride for, I pull out a motherfucking iPhone
My niggas gon' blow like atomic
I promise I'm good with the cheese like some nachos
All my niggas really got it, all my nigga really got it
All my niggas really, all my niggas really got it
All my niggas really got it, all my niggas really
All my niggas really got it, all my niggas really got it
All my niggas really, all my niggas really got it
All my niggas really got it, all my niggas really
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