Leaf

Clams Casino, ASAP, wassup!
See me in the hood, the gangstas sayin' wassup, wassup!

Back once again, sippin' Henn mixed with juice and gin,
Bitches in, couple lady friends countin' Benjamins,
Spinners spin, on the twenty-twins that Mercedes-Benz.
Dividends made a change of plans, well, that all depends,
Shout out my parolees, and I smoke that OG kush,
Muthafuck the police, all my niggas rock gold teeth,
So hood and we so street, sippin' on that codeine,
We hustle hard, no sleep, your bitch loose, that's no leash.
I ain't talkin' ‘bout no money, I ain't talkin' ‘bout no cars,
Talkin' ‘bout no diamonds ‘cause that shit is a façade.
Times is really hard, I fucked a couple broads.
Smoked some purple out the jars, let me tell you who we are.

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I be that pretty muthafucka, Harlem's what I'm reppin',
Tell ‘em quit the bitchin', we gon' make it in a second.
Pretty muthafucka, Harlem's what I'm reppin',
Tell ‘em quit the bitchin', we gon' make it in a second,
See me in the hood, the gangstas sayin' wassup, wassup!

Pretty nigga in some shit you never hear of,
Only thing bigger than my ego is my mirror,
Yeah, clothes gettin' weirder,
Money get longer, pretty nigga, pin your hair up,
The nerve of this dude
But I'm cool as a fan, forty ounce full of brew.

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