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[chorus]
i be in the spot, even when it’s hot
pull up with a toolie, crodie pull up with a mop
and i be serving food, i just served it out the lot
and i got thirty*two shots up in this f*ckin’ glock
i’m tryna make a milli’, i can show you how to rock
i just filled up my glizzy, ’bout to go hit up the opps
it’s filthy in my city, tryna make it to the top
i swear these n*ggas envy, and this sh*t will never stop
i be in the spot, even when it’s hot
pull up with a toolie, crodie pull up with a mop
and i be serving food, i just served it out the lot
and i got thirty*two shots up in this f*ckin’ glock
i’m tryna make a milli’, i can show you how to rock
i just filled up my glizzy, ’bout to go hit up the opps
it’s filthy in my city, tryna make it to the top
i swear these n*ggas envy, and this sh*t will never stop

[verse]
gucci on my clothes, reebok on my socks
trap where no one knows, wop right after wop
feel like someone’s home, free my crodies out the box
hot up on the stove, said it’s hot up on the block
see, i’m on the road, i set it off for the stove
money comes fast, comes slow
trap where no one knows
walk in the trap, and i’m giving out tokes
glizzy, it came with a scope
run up on me, n*gga, murder she wrote
ytn came up from serving the dope
b*tch, i feel like i’m the g.o.a.t
walk in the trap, got ’em p*ssed off
bend your b*tch, tell her kick rocks
glizzy filled up to the tip*top
couple bands off of one wop
the money slow down, it’s gon’ be a robbery
got the forty on my body, in the party
uh, chop a brick like it’s karate
then i swerve on a b*tch, maserati
glizzy purge when it kicks, that’s a homi’
and i’m perkin’ the fifth [?]
[chorus]
i be in the spot, even when it’s hot
pull up with a toolie, crodie pull up with a mop
and i be serving food, i just served it out the lot
and i got thirty*two shots up in this f*ckin’ glock
i’m tryna make a milli’, i can show you how to rock
i just filled up my glizzy, ’bout to go hit up the opps
it’s filthy in my city, tryna make it to the top
i swear these n*ggas envy, and this sh*t will never stop
i be in the spot, even when it’s hot
pull up with a toolie, crodie pull up with a mop
and i be serving food, i just served it out the lot
and i got thirty*two shots up in this f*ckin’ glock
i’m tryna make a milli’, i can show you how to rock
i just filled up my glizzy, ’bout to go hit up the opps
it’s filthy in my city, tryna make it to the top
i swear these n*ggas envy, and this sh*t will never stop

- ytn sl lyrics

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