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Oh yeah Bricka Oh yeah Sticka I can go where no man can boldly go I control no man controls me yo Front on F then your a** will be comatose Your a** will be comatose I'm off the chain I'm in the hood selling raw caine I want dollars no change Bens and Franklins My close friends they told me stay away from phonies Fetti some of your homies are straight up creeps I bet they try to catch you in your sleep on some freddy sh*t So don't dream get your fetti up and zoom Haters hate oh well I let them hate on I got my weight on So now my weights up you fake f*cks relate what Mad cause my papes up yall some police lovers calling the jake up I ain't point fingers or nothing but some of you G's are Mischief are snaked up informants for the paper I ain't with the snitching I spit a lungy in a cop eye and tell you The devils a lie so don't try crooked I and I ain't talking bout St. Ives Try I get punched in the eye 2 I told you n*ggas before I'm me I told you n*ggas before I'ma G So f*ck you n*ggas if you don't like me I said F*ck you b*tches if you don't like me I said I don't get paid for worrying bout haters worrying bout me If hating on me gon' pay off then Do yall cause F ain't fake Never could hate on the next n*gga with big plans This is my plan I'm tryna get rich b*tch To all yall haters and perpetrators Eat a d*ck F about paper never I could be a snitch You can just call me the blair witch when I twitch Ohh sh*t another hit its the bandit done did it again Now who want beef cause F got heat and F don't play with them So tell me why they wanna play with me Cause I'm the twin of willie ding f*ck with the kid I'ma take it there Tell you the truth I'm wild like coco beware I run with lions tigers and bears My bricks is stacked so you haters better beware you haters better beware