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Hook

It's a go

We move in groups of four

We running racks

And making money last

Big bands

They all in my hands

Cute face

And she like to dance

Y2K

The year we made fans

Cut off opps

That's part of my plans


Verse 1

The bigger the bullet the bigger the glock

Blows up like a father so I called it pops

I keep one for cops and another for opps

Stay running the streets like we some jocks

Bro wanted the smoke so I told 'em I'm there

He pulled up with Yogi, I pulled up with bears

Don't speak on my name got a sign like "beware"

What's the point of fear if you ain't never scared?

They rap 'bout the trap but ain't lived the life

Stay capping 'bout thing they ain't never tried

Money

Drakes

It's all a lie

Like friends who be messing with the other side

In my

Face

The end of your life

Know people who'll end you and won't think twice

No time to grip, there's no time to hide

The faster you live, the sooner you'll die


Hook

It's a go

We move in groups of four

We running racks

And making money last

Big bands

They all in my hands

Cute face

And she like to dance

Y2K

The year we made fans

Cut off opps

That's part of my plans


Transition

(Instrumental)


Hook

It's a go

We move in groups of four

We running racks

And making money last

Big bands

They all in my hands

Cute face

And she like to dance

Y2K

The year we made fans

Cut off opps

That's part of my plans


Verse 2

Phone ringing so I turned it off

Ain't no reason to answer these broads

I just sit back and let my money talk

It's getting longer than Rapunzel's locks

Keep my shit tight but I see you stay slobbed

Didn't I say we cut from different cloths

Got me a benz I just said fuck the cost

I got that tec with the soda and moss

They rap 'bout the trap but ain't lived the life

Stay capping 'bout thing they ain't never tried

Bad

Bitches

With wild in their eyes

And nothing to lose that's my favorite kind

Two

Snitches

But they stay disguised

We found out the truth and sent them their demise

No time to grip, there's no time to hide

The faster you live, the sooner you'll die


Hook

It's a go

We move in groups of four

We running racks

And making money last

Big bands

They all in my hands

Cute face

And she like to dance

Y2K

The year we made fans

Cut off opps

That's part of my plans

It's a go

We move in groups of four

We running racks

And making money last

Big bands

They all in my hands

Cute face

And she like to dance

Y2K

The year we made fans

Cut off opps

That's part of my plans



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