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[Lil Baby & 42 Dugg] I ain´t pickin´ up the phone ´less it´s sure that it´s the plug I was probably in Atlanta runnin´ game, me and Dugg Trap house bunkin´, on the low, I made a dub Damn, I was just wakin´ up Grams, my lil´ homie cuttin´ up Fans tryna show a nigga love Damn, Baby, that´s for us On the real, I fuck, yeah, I ran it out the mud Stop playin´, I been turnt since sixteen Yeah, from the joint to the big screen Yeah, from the hood to the big league Yeah, quick to tell a ho, "Bitch, please" Rolls truck, inside like a bitch bleed Yeah, don´t cap, you ain´t get these Yeah, I ain´t ever have hoop dreams But I´m ballin´, I got six rings Call my dog, tryna get millions Add me up, bitch, ain´t shit cheap Well I been trained since fifteen Get beans, move bowls, nigga, I don´t sip lean Yeah, and my first show for two Gs Dope boy, I can live off a white tee Free the bros, down the road sellin´ ice cream I was talkin´ ´bout the lean say it clean Sell bags, I don´t touch bean Same pair for everybody we don´t share jeans New ´cat, this a ´19 New Track´, paint it light green I´m on...