Answer
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Maison
|
Margiela,
|
I'm
|
dripping,
|
I'm
|
stepping
|
They
|
know
|
that
|
I'm
|
repping
|
my
|
gang
|
Wokhardt,
|
the
|
Perky,
|
the
|
Addy
|
I'm
|
mixing
|
the
|
dope,
|
I
|
got
|
dope
|
in
|
my
|
chain
|
Supercharged
|
all
|
of
|
my
|
cars,
|
and
|
I'm
|
going
|
to
|
Mars
|
And
|
this
|
money
|
ain't
|
changed
|
Took
|
off
|
my
|
top,
|
I'm
|
exposing
|
the
|
brains
|
I
|
got
|
young
|
niggas
|
ready
|
to
|
stain
|
Told
|
a
|
bad
|
bitch,
|
"Don't
|
Speak"
|
Left
|
a
|
waterfall
|
on
|
the
|
sheets
|
Hands
|
on
|
the
|
wall,
|
Mona
|
Lisa
|
Switch
|
my
|
ho
|
by
|
the
|
week
|
Bring
|
my
|
flame
|
to
|
the
|
street
|
Fuck
|
her
|
in
|
the
|
throat
|
Keep
|
my
|
name
|
out
|
the
|
street
|
Runnin'
|
to
|
the
|
bank,
|
track
|
meet
|
Bricks
|
in
|
the
|
truck,
|
Road
|
Runner,
|
beep
|
beep
|
Don't
|
give
|
a
|
fuck
|
if
|
a
|
bitch
|
is
|
a
|
nun
|
She
|
sucking
|
me
|
numb,
|
til'
|
I
|
go
|
to
|
sleep
|
Woke
|
up
|
and
|
told
|
myself
|
I
|
am
|
the
|
don
|
Then
|
bought
|
me
|
a
|
Dawn,
|
that
|
shit
|
wasn't
|
cheap
|
Nah,
|
nah,
|
ain't
|
givin'
|
no
|
ones
|
I
|
got
|
a
|
lil'
|
stick,
|
and
|
the
|
arm
|
with
|
|
Answer
|
a
|
reach
|
Trap
|
out
|
the
|
wide
|
body
|
Jeep
|
You
|
already
|
know
|
'bout
|
the
|
robotic
|
key
|
Ran
|
out
|
of
|
thunder,
|
the
|
trap
|
doing
|
numbers
|
Burn
|
out
|
the
|
'Cat,
|
but
|
I
|
serve
|
in
|
the
|
Honda
|
Saving
|
my
|
money,
|
my
|
vision
|
was
|
tunnel
|
Remember
|
I
|
thought
|
that
|
a
|
hundred
|
was
|
something
|
I
|
chose
|
the
|
streets
|
and
|
it's
|
hurting
|
my
|
momma
|
I
|
heard
|
the
|
beat
|
and
|
the
|
millions
|
start
|
comin'
|
I
|
had
|
no
|
money,
|
been
|
locked
|
in
|
the
|
jungle
|
I
|
drive
|
the
|
coupe
|
and
|
it's
|
not
|
in
|
the
|
summer
|
Back
|
against
|
the
|
wall,
|
they
|
abandoned
|
a
|
G
|
The
|
Za'
|
it
|
keep
|
tasting
|
like
|
candy
|
to
|
me
|
Thotty
|
can
|
fuck
|
on
|
my
|
man
|
and
|
then
|
me
|
Porta
|
potty
|
the
|
opp,
|
you
|
smell
|
the
|
degree
|
The
|
block,
|
the
|
Naw
|
is
|
embedded
|
in
|
me
|
Leave
|
him
|
hot,
|
he
|
got
|
hit
|
with
|
the
|
cut
|
in
|
his
|
sleep
|
I
|
pay
|
a
|
dub
|
to
|
my
|
brother,
|
let's
|
eat
|
Bought
|
my
|
bitch
|
a
|
new
|
Urus
|
and
|
boarded
|
the
|
sea
|
Maison
|
Margiela,
|
I'm
|
dripping,
|
I'm
|
stepping
|
They
|
|
Answer
|
know
|
that
|
I'm
|
repping
|
my
|
gang
|
Wokhardt,
|
the
|
Perky,
|
the
|
Addy
|
I'm
|
mixing
|
the
|
dope,
|
got
|
dope
|
in
|
my
|
chain
|
Supercharge
|
all
|
of
|
my
|
cars,
|
and
|
I'm
|
going
|
to
|
Mars
|
And
|
this
|
money
|
ain't
|
changed
|
Took
|
off
|
my
|
top,
|
I'm
|
exposing
|
the
|
brains
|
I
|
got
|
young
|
niggas
|
ready
|
to
|
stain
|
Told
|
a
|
bad
|
bitch,
|
"Don't
|
Speak"
|
Left
|
a
|
waterfall
|
on
|
the
|
sheets
|
Hands
|
on
|
the
|
wall,
|
Mona
|
Lisa
|
Switch
|
my
|
ho
|
by
|
the
|
week
|
Bring
|
my
|
flame
|
to
|
the
|
street
|
Fuck
|
her
|
in
|
the
|
throat
|
Keep
|
my
|
name
|
out
|
the
|
street
|
Runnin'
|
to
|
the
|
bank,
|
track
|
meet
|
Bricks
|
in
|
the
|
truck,
|
Road
|
Runner,
|
beep
|
beep
|
Demon
|
in
|
the
|
Gladiator
|
Jeep
|
Low
|
key
|
movin'
|
in
|
the
|
streets
|
Bulletproof
|
trucks
|
in
|
the
|
fleet
|
Mafia
|
ties
|
too
|
deep
|
I
|
cut
|
the
|
inside
|
of
|
the
|
Mercedes,
|
I'm
|
crazy
|
Don't
|
trap
|
in
|
one
|
spot,
|
we'll
|
switch
|
the
|
location
|
Ordered
|
it
|
up
|
and
|
it
|
came
|
with
|
some
|
gravy
|
Bigger
|
the
|
bails,
|
better
|
come
|
with
|
the
|
payment
|
Ain't
|
nothin'
|
just
|
the
|
Nawf
|
|
Answer
|
side,
|
Nawf
|
Top
|
floor
|
sittin'
|
like
|
a
|
boss
|
Rrring,
|
there
|
go
|
the
|
call
|
Dem'
|
and
|
those
|
damn
|
niggas
|
fall
|
Behind
|
the
|
back,
|
double
|
the
|
cross
|
No,
|
I'm
|
not
|
talkin'
|
bout
|
dribble
|
the
|
ball
|
We
|
buckin'
|
that
|
shit
|
on
|
the
|
law
|
Yo
|
Gotti,
|
the
|
way
|
we
|
get
|
off
|
From
|
the
|
beginning
|
We
|
had
|
the
|
talent
|
to
|
win
|
it
|
Protectin'
|
the
|
business
|
I'm
|
buying
|
the
|
block
|
new
|
extensions
|
You
|
can
|
not
|
walk
|
in
|
my
|
J's,
|
you
|
kiddin'
|
You
|
will
|
be
|
finished
|
Hustle
|
mentality,
|
Mamba
|
mentality
|
Scrape
|
every
|
dollar
|
and
|
penny
|
Maison
|
Margiela,
|
I'm
|
dripping,
|
I'm
|
stepping
|
They
|
know
|
that
|
I'm
|
repping
|
my
|
gang
|
Wokhardt,
|
the
|
Perky,
|
the
|
Addy
|
I'm
|
mixing
|
the
|
dope,
|
got
|
dope
|
in
|
my
|
chain
|
Supercharge
|
all
|
of
|
my
|
cars,
|
and
|
I'm
|
going
|
to
|
Mars
|
And
|
this
|
money
|
ain't
|
changed
|
Took
|
off
|
my
|
top,
|
I'm
|
exposing
|
the
|
brains
|
I
|
got
|
young
|
niggas
|
ready
|
to
|
stain
|
Told
|
a
|
bad
|
bitch,
|
"Don't
|
Speak"
|
Left
|
a
|
waterfall
|
on
|
the
|
sheets
|
Hands
|
on
|
the
|
wall,
|
Mona
|
Lisa
|
Switch
|
my
|
|
Answer
|
ho
|
by
|
the
|
week
|
Bring
|
my
|
flame
|
to
|
the
|
street
|
Fuck
|
her
|
in
|
the
|
throat
|
Keep
|
my
|
name
|
out
|
the
|
street
|
Runnin'
|
to
|
the
|
bank,
|
track
|
meet
|
Bricks
|
in
|
the
|
truck,
|
Road
|
Runner,
|
beep
|
beep
|
Big
|
stones,
|
it's
|
a
|
waterfall
|
leak
|
I
|
never
|
been
|
a
|
clone,
|
it's
|
only
|
one
|
of
|
me
|
When
|
I
|
slide,
|
when
|
I
|
ride,
|
keep
|
the
|
fire
|
under
|
me
|
Niggas
|
in
|
the
|
street
|
don't
|
think
|
shit's
|
sweet
|
Your
|
bitch
|
act
|
right,
|
I
|
give
|
her
|
a
|
treat
|
Chrome
|
Heart
|
jeans
|
and
|
Patek
|
Phillipe
|
She
|
want
|
a
|
Birkin,
|
I
|
tell
|
her
|
go
|
work
|
it
|
She
|
ain't
|
gon'
|
sit
|
there
|
and
|
get
|
it
|
for
|
free
|
Lil'
|
bitty
|
bitch,
|
she
|
petite
|
Thinking
|
'bout
|
taking
|
her
|
home
|
with
|
me
|
She
|
hop
|
in
|
the
|
coupe
|
and
|
get
|
to
|
frowning
|
her
|
face
|
'Cause
|
she
|
says
|
the
|
Za
|
Za
|
stinks
|
My
|
ice
|
came
|
from
|
Elliot
|
No
|
not
|
the
|
water
|
that's
|
outta
|
your
|
sink
|
Got
|
so
|
many
|
Ks,
|
Confederate
|
Don't
|
think
|
about
|
touching
|
on
|
my
|
Cuban
|
link
|
I
|
got
|
the
|
gang
|
|
Answer
|
in
|
ink
|
All
|
of
|
my
|
bro's
|
gon'
|
stain
|
for
|
me
|
I
|
flood
|
the
|
gang
|
with
|
chains
|
'Cause
|
I
|
know
|
that
|
they
|
won't
|
change
|
on
|
me
|
Me
|
and
|
the
|
coupe,
|
that's
|
a
|
couple
|
I
|
throw
|
the
|
racks
|
in
|
the
|
duffle
|
I
|
gotta'
|
ride
|
with
|
a
|
cutter
|
Styro
|
the
|
cup,
|
and
|
it
|
gotta'
|
be
|
double
|
Maison
|
Margiela,
|
I'm
|
dripping,
|
I'm
|
stepping
|
They
|
know
|
that
|
I'm
|
repping
|
my
|
gang
|
Wokhardt,
|
the
|
Perky,
|
the
|
Addy
|
I'm
|
mixing
|
the
|
dope,
|
got
|
dope
|
in
|
my
|
chain
|
Supercharge
|
all
|
of
|
my
|
cars,
|
and
|
I'm
|
going
|
to
|
Mars
|
And
|
this
|
money
|
ain't
|
changed
|
Took
|
off
|
my
|
top,
|
I'm
|
exposing
|
the
|
brains
|
I
|
got
|
young
|
niggas
|
ready
|
to
|
stain
|
Told
|
a
|
bad
|
bitch,
|
"Don't
|
Speak"
|
Left
|
a
|
waterfall
|
on
|
the
|
sheets
|
Hands
|
on
|
the
|
wall,
|
Mona
|
Lisa
|
Switch
|
my
|
ho
|
by
|
the
|
week
|
Bring
|
my
|
flame
|
to
|
the
|
street
|
Fuck
|
her
|
in
|
the
|
throat
|
Keep
|
my
|
name
|
out
|
the
|
street
|
Runnin'
|
to
|
the
|
bank,
|
track
|
meet
|
Bricks
|
in
|
the
|
truck,
|
Road
|
Runner,
|
beep
|
beep
|
|