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I just ball in the wraith With broad in the way And I wanna, take my shot Praise God, it all when you're dead Leave your daughter with the Fuck a hater the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck them niggas doing Before you were getting going, I was to it 2: Yo Gotti] I'm a dope boy Street reppin Not a stone in a watch, no charm on the say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be Don't give a fuck about no nigga who don't me Know If I go to jail today, that bitch write me? No She gon' fuck me? No, if a nigga go I bet a Wraith on the bowl In the kitchen, super Six ounce, four pints, a superstove I had a plaque and a hit Boy, I bet I had a mac and bricks If it's in the wraith, got the titles in the safe Got the lawyers on deck, got the for the case Truck, truck, Guns, guns, Me and Black Youngsta , to back cause that's my fam-o He a white man, him For his shit, she want a for the That's out the North shit
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