[Intro]
This goes out to all the hustlin n***as
Who get up and get it everyday
258365, let’s get it
713, Young gun in here
I say hustle USA
I say hustle USA
Turn it up one time

[Chorus]
I pull up in that new coop
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And I pull off with your new boo
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And I’m ridin' around and I’m gettin' it, n***a
And I don’t have to stop
And my Rolex watch don’t tick n***a
It’s a magic box
Got ten K in my duffle bag
I got 'em real confused
So I hit the club and I make it rain
I got nothin to lose
Spent five K on this diamond chain
I got somethin to prove
It might not be nothin' to me
But it’s somethin' to you
[Verse 1]
Hey guess who’s back Young Don
Trick ass n***as I don’t want none
I ain’t never left cause I stayed here
And I’m bagged up and I’m on one
Stand up tall for that south side
Broke ass n***as they mouth quiet
My chain thick and my rolly sick
And I love the that way my coop drive
N***as know that I’m gettin mine
Lights off and my click shine
My guap good and my block good
And we hit this bitch at the right time
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I like a blow that’s strong
Pull up nice and your boo she gone
She call back cause I’mma throw them stacks
And I’mma pick her up
And I’mma fuck her long
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Then I cash out till I pass out
My dream there, my team here
And the rest a you n***as just [?]
Rep my hood when we on stage
We gettin rich and we gettin paid
So I told my homies just stand up
Cause we can blow this bitch like the world trade
[Chorus]
I pull up in that new coop
Subtract a top
And I pull off with your new boo
Subtract a top
And I’m ridin' around and I’m gettin' it, n***a
And I don’t have to stop
And my Rolex watch don’t tick n***a
It’s a magic box
Got ten K in my duffle bag
I got 'em real confused
So I hit the club and I make it rain
I got nothin to lose
Spent five K on this diamond chain
I got somethin to prove
It might not be nothin' to me
But it’s somethin' to you

[Verse 2]
On top I don’t need no
Introduction n***as
Keep fuckin' 'round you gon bleed hoe
Repercussion n***a
[?] are well trained
Like the army n***a
It’s goin down like the world trade
No [?] n***a
I’m overseas where the cameras at
In my dungarees
I keep plenty green, no cabbage patch
I got luck indeed
She gon fuck with me
Then you can have back
I got a bunch a G’s
And I’m selling keys, no Cadillac
I hear the phone ringing
I got four ring on my right hand
I’m blowin green
And I’m pouring lean in my sprite can
Before I go to sleep
I make sure the [?] on the night stand
That AK 47
My hype man
You can lose your life man
[Chorus]
I pull up in that new coop
Subtract a top
And I pull off with your new boo
Subtract a top
And I’m ridin' around and I’m gettin' it, n***a
And I don’t have to stop
And my Rolex watch don’t tick n***a
It’s a magic box
Got ten K in my duffle bag
I got 'em real confused
So I hit the club and I make it rain
I got nothin to lose
Spent five K on this diamond chain
I got somethin to prove
It might not be nothin' to me
But it’s somethin' to you