Lyrics-

y tf u tryna hit me up, don wanna talk
R u fuckin stupid?
I spend all my time on the blueprints
If he talking we gon shoot 'em
We gon pull up on his doorstep with a glock

Big racks, and my car big block
See a red light, I won't ever fucking stop
(dib dob) bitch I'm headed to the top
(I'm talking money, you just talk a fuckin lot)

Rlly feel like sometimes I'm a clone
Wonder y I do this shit, I do it all alone
I'm not proud of what I'm making at all
(fucking end it all)

Big racks, and my car big block
See a red light, I won't ever fucking stop
(dib dob) bitch I'm headed to the top
(I'm talking money, you just talk a fuckin lot)

Brand new, it's the pilot episode in this bitch
Yeah I'm chilling with my brothers I would die for my clique
And we filming Jar of Dirt, don't give a fuck about it
your opinion in the dirt, don't give a fuck about it

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