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Yeah, Alumni Batgang, egh! I tell you what's good b*tch, my whole team is If I got a whole lot I break it into pieces Let's all roll up OG just makes me feel more G Somewhere over the ocean And you still over there on that old sh*t I been had yo chick bad yo b*tch with no foreplay Hit her with a little bit of vocab' that player sh*t is my forte Westside connected like O'Shea Throwing up that A-OK, Batgang All the way out the hood but I can't change Number one on my list Eating that number 2 in McDonald's With 3 chains on my neck Fo' realest n*gga inside here Better respect me like Aretha N*gga this watch ain't no Geneva. It's Moet, Patron by the liter at magic city like Eureka I bet yo man can't do it like this So many women to do on my list Back when you didn't think a n*gga exist Still had yo girlfriend on my dick I'm popping sh*t on point with 2 blunts double jointed Been back come show me something Go on, you owe me nothing You can tell I'm feeling myself And all this mothef*cking money don't help Mad at me cause your salary is lightweight like celery Tellin' me why the f*ck you at me No n*gga I ain't tryna had a v to that bullsh*t that you CC R-I-P killed yo dreams Aw auto-bang sliding in and outta lanes Kush got me out of mind top flow like Brothers Bang B*tch it's Tha Alumni Bat tat ain't no other gang OG in the f*cking blunt OG right before my name I know you see it, egh! I'm in this b*tch with my hood on Smoking on that good strong Yo OG favorite rapper I tell you what's good b*tch my whole team is I tell you what's good b*tch my whole team is B*tch it's Tha Alumni Bat tat ain't no other gang OG in the f*cking blunt OG right before my f*cking name |