[Intro: Polo G]
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[Chorus: Polo G]
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Natural born hustler, nigga, stuntin’ is my strong suit
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Flexin’ with a hundred cash, look at what these songs do
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Gangster and a baller, baby, I do what I want to
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I be with some steppers, I don’t care ’bout what you gon’ do
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Wet shit like the Warriors, all my niggas gon’ shoot
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He gon’ have to take a loss, some my niggas gone too
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I know a bad bitch and I’m who she belong to
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I just picked a Cuban up from Wafi, bitch, these stones new
[Verse 1: Polo G]
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Dolce & Gabbanas on my feet and these my favorite pair
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Got a lot to lose, still can’t be scared to take it there
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I was in them slums, shit get dreadful like some Haitian hair
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I come from that zoo, it’s just cobras, pigs, and apes in there
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1300 block, bitch, I caught my last cases there
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Ain’t no second chances in this shit, so we can’t play it fair
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Foenem line shit like a barber, Glock knock off his facial hair
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Caught him lackin’ in his whip, they tryna find his face in there
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Lil Hop Out, he stay on go, bitch, all he know is green light
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Let off shots with accuracy, showed ’em what that beam like
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Posted by that liquor store, was sellin’ what the fiends like
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Used to wake up in low income, now I live a dream life
[Chorus: Polo G]
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Natural born hustler, nigga, stuntin’ is my strong suit
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Flexin’ with a hundred cash, look at what these songs do
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Gangster and a baller, baby, I do what I want to
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I be with some steppers, I don’t care ’bout what you gon’ do
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Wet shit like the Warriors, all my niggas gon’ shoot
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He gon’ have to take a loss, some my niggas gone too
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I know a bad bitch and I’m who she belong to
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I just picked a Cuban up from Wafi, bitch, these stones new
[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
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Bury me like a pharaoh with this money and my gold too
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Keep a shooter in there, try to rob me, this the wrong tomb
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I hit Johnny Dang and mixed the diamonds with the gold tooth
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The FN sing a song like it’s the leader of a soul group
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Don’t come ’round here like we friends, you know I don’t know you
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You know I got demons, allow me to show you
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Lately, I been on the road (Yeah), show after show
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I know I’m makin’ all the opps mad back home
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Been a while since I had to dial from a trap phone
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See you later, alligator, quite a while, crocodile, we gone
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Pray to God that my money stay long
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Also prayin’ for good aim for when the devil try to go
[Chorus: Polo G]
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Natural born hustler, nigga, stuntin’ is my strong suit
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Flexin’ with a hundred cash, look at what these songs do
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Gangster and a baller, baby, I do what I want to
A Bm D G
I be with some steppers, I don’t care ’bout what you gon’ do
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Wet shit like the Warriors, all my niggas gon’ shoot
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He gon’ have to take a loss, some my niggas gone too
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I know a bad bitch and I’m who she belong to
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I just picked a Cuban up from Wafi, bitch, these stones new
[Outro]
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