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[hook: anthony 1999]
show me that i’m p-ssy
show me that my brother won’t blow sh-t
no cap!
dap you up then run off with your whole l!ck
oh snap!
young 99′ got a rink on his neck and whole ship
big facts!
mhd n-ggas in the cut, blunts thicker than a whole wrist

[verse 1: anthony 1999]
no sh-t!
my diamonds hit harder than rocky, j booted he blow sh-t
they peeped that i’m rocking that gucci and gosha
i got n-ggas b-tches like, oh sh-t!
he cold as sh-t
be mad at your b-tch, she wanted to hop in the back and do d-ck
j uppin’ the forty, he packing the sticks
but when can i see that you true to the sh-ts?
j handle the guns and i handle the funds
opp on the block and he p-ssing me one
stick in the whip and that b-tch ain’t no wand
suckin’ on d-ck, never t–th only tongue
show me where yo chrome sit
show me yo two-toned wrist (fake ice)
show that gucci bag with the tag since you don’t wear fu sh-t
flexing all that money, call up j, i bet you lose it
b-tch she tryna f-ck, but i said nah cause she got loose lips

[verse 1: 1600j]
oh sh-t!
j in the cut with the nine, tony totting a four nick
blow sh-t!
ya b-tch in the back of my whip, all she doing is blowing d-ck
hitting l!cks, pull up, in the bank
cashing out, b-tch i been hittin’ stains
smokin’ sour, i be smoking that stank
i’m speedin’ from twelve, i’m switches these lanes
do a hit on n-gga then rob him up in the back
smith and wesson, i’m gone knock off his fitted cap
plottin’ on me, tryna link but i never lack
claim he a shooter, but that’s only in his raps
show me you gone blow
show me you gone scope sh-t
show me all those choppas and them poles with the long clips
put that on my brother, you a hoe and you ain’t on sh-t
if a n-gga test me, grab the fifth, i’m finna fold sh-t (fold sh-t)

- anthony 1999 lyrics

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