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Still That Nigga (In & Out)Yeah, It's still FS nigga, Jet Set niggaRome my block west coast cell phone I got hoes locked So my California visits be prop ass broads, with cannabis cards Hard top like convertible cars, niggas thought I sold mine Brother you out your mother fucking mind I am still that nigga, wood grain wheels, still the Laguna SS Freddy Kruger SB's on the gas I step, accelerating niggas get left, right Try to gimmy crap mother fucker no dice, spitta snap like the back of my Bape hat Don't ask where I got it I hate that, I'm connected people I get it where they make it at At the Lakers game me and tk sitting adjacent to Jack, give them a couple seconds to compute that This that spitter shit bitch don't confuse that We have these other dudes rap peace and love hell raise uh uh dude My straps cruising in my Escalade eating fruit snacks I'm on my big kid shit got rich bought all the things I couldn't get when I wanted them Got it all full of dimes and hundreds, I can only ride one of them Back in the G they made fun of them now they labels telling em you need to do one with him, yeah yeah |