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[intro: bandgang paid will]
(southside sh*t)
i know n*ggas caught up in that dope life
you know dada winning
i know n*ggas caught up in that dope life
couple n*ggas got caught, bands did it tight
they’ll do you twice

[verse 1: bandgang paid will & fmb dz]
d*mn, unc’ was too caught up in that dope life (d*mn)
i can’t talk ’cause i’m caught up in that boat life (d*mn)
yeah, that sh*t touchin’ down, n*gga, hold tight
couple n*ggas took they case to school, got they ass life
gotta watch your back for them snakes, that’s why i move light
paid a couple thousand for the fit, ain’t the shoes nice?
gotta hit the store, need some ‘woods and a couple sprites
got it out the mud, you can say i live a dirty life
wild n*gga, raised around k!llers, since a child, n*gga
they can’t f*ck with us, just tell ’em throw in the towel, n*gga
i’ma stay real and i swear, i made a vow, n*gga
i can’t hear a word ’cause we smokin’ on this loud, n*gga
in the coupe, just me and dz, stabbin’ through the bronx (yeah)
lame n*ggas dyin’ for attention just to get some clout (yeah)
we them ones got what you need, n*gga, through a drought
same routine got (hmm, yeah)
[verse 2: fmb dz & tay b]
caught a slug, i ain’t cry, hard to k!ll, i ain’t die
they tried to wet me, i’m still dry, hardbody, i ain’t gon’ lie
only got a couple n*ggas that’s gon’ get a slice of this pie
put a n*gga in no pie, gotta set on autodrive
fast jeep, cream seats, four*five, xd
thirty*round, lemon squeeze, try to run off with some cheese
i’ma break both of your knees, bangin’ four hundred degrees
in the sleeve, me and skis, you’d owe we need them fees (yeah, yeah, n*gga)

[verse 3: tay b]
all facts, lil’ n*gga
i be out in oakland sendin’ packs, come and get ’em
he ain’t push it in, but that’s my dog so we gon’ split it
try to steal some sh*t from me, your life just comin’ with it
i know this your wife, but i f*cked her ’cause i’m winning
she said he a lame, she wanna get over the n*gga
it’s a lot of n*ggas i know got fifteen or thirty
for some sh*t that they ain’t do, they doin’ n*ggas dirty
dz’ll get you drilled, get pounds from paid will
lil’ n*gga, you d*mn near thirty and ain’t paid still
my n*ggas feel like i’ve been trippin’, they like, “tay, chill”
pu*pu*put that pistol to your face, p*ssy, stay still

[chorus: bandgang paid will]
i know n*ggas caught up in that dope life
got a couple n*ggas got caught up in that roll life
got a couple n*ggas caught up with that boat life
couple n*ggas got caught, judge did him trife (gave them boys life)
i know n*ggas caught up in that dope life
got a couple n*ggas got caught up in that roll life
got a couple n*ggas caught up with that boat life
couple n*ggas got caught, judge did him trife
(gave them boys life)
(gave them boys life)
[outro]
(southside sh*t)

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