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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
IAMDDB, ´cause I keep it G, yeah, yeah

Put that bitch in the soil, cocaina in the foil
Take your bitch, I´ma suck her in yeyo
Another mill, another Quelo, ey
I´ma take you, I´ma take you
Don´t mess around ima replace you
With money and power and bitches
I don´t give a fuck, you on my hit-list
Take your bitch, take your wife, take your business
Yeah, yeah

Like who this little nigga pushin´ way up?
I got mils to make you prices you can´t pay up
Like ooo, collectin´ on my pay checks
Like ooo, I can see you through my Ray Bans
Like ooo, oh you think, you think I´m thinkin´ ´bout you

DDB could kill you once but I´ma kill you twice, yeah
Roll my weed, keep my bitch is a main plan
If you gon´ fuck with me you in it, we finesse it like
Yeah yeah, cut a throat, maybe 2 maybe more
I don´t really know but I gotta go
Operation, operation, take your bitch on vacation
Don´t need a hoe, I can´t save you
They don´t like what they tastin´
No samples, no fake shit

I can see you through the faces
Got that Hendrix in my car, Purple rain in my blood
Got the feature, more like I´m the plug, you won´t see me in the clubs

Wavy, wavy, wavy baby, I get careless, cautious and crazy
Give a fuck, you can never replace me, even God can´t save me
Neither Robb can save me, neither Jeffery or Richard or Nathan
´Cause I been movin´ crazy, yeah, smokin´ daisies in my doobies, yeah
Is it the money, or is it the bitches? Either way I get both
Can´t hit me up, you fuck with the snitches
Can you take it, take it, take it? You finna fake it till you make it
´Cause I be on so much crud, finna make it

Like who this little nigga pushin´ way up?
I got mils to make you price that you can pay up
Like ooo, collectin´ on my pay checks

Like ooo, I can see you through my Ray Bans
Like ooo, oh you think, you think I´m thinkin´ ´bout you
DDB could kill you once but I´m gon´ kill you twice, yeah
Roll my weed, keep my bitch is a main plan
If you gon´ fuck with me you in it, we finesse it like
Yeah yeah, cut a throat, maybe 2 maybe more
I don´t really know but I gotta go
Operation, operation, take your bitch on vacation
Don´t need a hoe, I can´t save you
They don´t like what they tastin´
No samples, no fake shit

No more fake shit
No more beggin´

I movin´ brazy
Yeah ya, I movin´ brazy
Yeah ya, fuckin´ crazy
Yeah lil bitch, lil bitch
Don´t you fuckin´ snitch