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Oh yeah

I know I'm jiggy, I put it before Jigga

I got the country asking if I′m working for Jigga

My life ain′t been the same since the season

Before, cause I turned it into a gold bitch

And I owe it to no nigga

My business stay undercover like watch from the cold head

And my bitches stay undercovers and play with the scrotum

My bottom row is made of gold and your hoe is the gold-digger

My first song was Get Going, now I'm a go-getter

Ohh which one of you has-bins got some advice to give?

Then just point me to wherever dumb and dumber live

If I made them hate me now, well this summer i′d get me killed

I heard so-and-so just made it out to one-hit-wonder ville

Oh which one of you kids wanna fuck with my pocket plans

New niggas hate me cause I turned their Pops into fans

Old niggas hate me cause their baby mamas got snapped

And I'm known, it is your gut to a chance

I went from a ′having loser' written on my forehead

To losing sleep and having bitches on their four legs

To only wearing shit if it′s imported

To only smiling back if you important

Connect the dots, I'm connecting flights to Paris

And now we slack, we living on the place

And then I flew my nigga up to Spain

Google dictionary, hated just to tell girls our names

Learned how to say

Break your fuckin' neck (gotta break)

When you see the cheque (see cheque)

Break your fuckin′ neck (gotta break)

When you see the cheque (see the cheque)

Break your fuckin′ neck (gotta break)

When you see the cheque (see cheque)

Break your fuckin' neck (gotta break)

When you see the cheque (see the cheque)

Look, I burst around

And make you break your fuckin′ neck

Niggas coughing dimes, the only thing I cough is a cheque

Ask the people who got it, they'll tell you straight up to them necks

You tried to play poppa, only just played yourself

Whoa, congratulations you ccould′ve been half as basic

I know I lack patience but still the mass is await me

I know I try to pace it but look how fast she got naked

I mean... I been magic since when they still had [?]

Lord look how you made me

How can one be this wavy

Now when they debating about the best

You know they say me

They hire me on sports, I never needed any training

Then I met Nasty C, and be both started heavy-weighting

Man check out the muscles, instrumentals get [?]

Pounding all these beats til I get bruises on my knuckles

I'm that one cousin up to what niggas done no

Do it for my city, my YG niggas dunno

I was trapping hitting leaks to early mornings

Losing sips and having bitches on four their legs

Puff a lot but only if this spliff is pouring

When I′d hit the spliff to get the hits in motion

Living in Durban, I connect the flights in Paris

My parents always ask about my plans

I'm 'bout to fly my nigga out here just to see what changes

But I swear about a week or two we probably go insane make him...

Break your fuckin′ neck (gotta break)

When you see the cheque (see cheque)

Break your fuckin′ neck (gotta break)

When you see the cheque (see the cheque)

Break your fuckin' neck (gotta break)

When you see the cheque (see cheque)

Break your fuckin′ neck (gotta break)

When you see the cheque (see the cheque)

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