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Verse

You wanna play with me nigga but you just a youngin

I get coped for murder while you timed out for cussing

There's nothing I could lose so you know I just come bustin'

Tighten up the noose till a nigga only hushin

You wanna run the game but you in it for the fame

Can't even spell the name of gang, boy you lame

You red then blue you keep switching up the teams

He talking like he bout' it but a nigga really ain't


Hook

(OG) That's me only

(Don't blink) My drip so clean

(Holy) Your girl she feens

A nigga play with me he gets popped in the streets

(On me) They want to know

(How he) Always stays bold

(Heartfelt) But I'm still cold

Thuggin like El Chapo

(Ranger) Turned gangster boy

(Shooter) My aims on point

(Truer) Words can't be coined

A nigga lie on me he gets shot with the boing

(Cooler) My rocks on large

(Fuller) Pockets don't starve

(Cruiser) The 12 they know

I'm thuggin like El Chapo


Verse

You wanna be like me nigga then you should just say so

I'm wild like the Amazon, I'm rich like I'm Bezos

I see that you admire and I get why hate so

But don't be talking stacks when your pocket full of pesos

You wanna write a book better put me on the cover

I'm chilling with your bitch got her thinking that I love her

She wanna take me home and lay me deep in her covers

I thought you was her man but she said y'all undercover

You wanna be on top wanna vibe with the royalty?

I mean I get all that but where's your loyalty

To the niggas who've been with you since day one

To the niggas who be riding when the ops come

Cuz when the shots flung ops sing like pop songs

Believe me these niggas ain't about none

They be spilling their guts when the cops come

But by then you that i'm long gone


Hook Ext.

(OG) That's me only

(Don't blink) My drip so clean

(Holy) Your girl she feens

A nigga play with me he gets popped in the streets

(On me) They want to know

(How he) Always stays bold

(Heartfelt) But I'm still cold

Thuggin like El Chapo

(Ranger) Turned gangster boy

(Shooter) My aims on point

(Truer) Words can't be coined

A nigga lie on me he gets shot with the boing

(Cooler) My rocks on large

(Fuller) Pockets don't starve

(Cruiser) The 12 they know

I'm thuggin like El Chapo








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