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Cannon cannon
They say I left the hood but I got it on my back
On my back
Ask Gotti yeah I got it on my back
On my back
Took a trip outta town went and got 'em brought 'em back
Mister El Chapo underground now I'm back
Yeah
Ask Sno n***a I got it on my back
Ask Sno
Ask your ho n***a I got it on my back
Ask your ho
Who want a load
N***a I got 'em in the back
In the back
We sell 'em whole and you can't return 'em back
Let's go
D**n bald head Pac s**t
Plus my main thing like to eat with chopsticks
D**n
I can whip a dream with a fork n***a
Fork n***a
Yeah play that Pyrex like a sport n***a
The highway hot n***a no shade
Shade
Picked up a hunnid packs split it two ways
Ayy
D**n that's fifty here and fifty there
Get it in the air like money in the air
That soda in that yola caught a fade b***h
Clean it up with the same card we play spades with
The streets ain't a game you can't renege
Nah
Grown man s**t you can't play kids
You ever been to Hell
Been off in a cell
D**n
Two co-defendants you better not tell
Nah
Water in the vision bowl yeah you know the smell
Breakin' out the weight set yeah you know the scale
Even got our stamps on it yeah you know the brail
Ayy
Feds put the dogs on it smell it like it's quail
Ooh
Blowin' money fast yeah I lived to tell the tale
Tale
They say that I'm irrelevant it ain't no way in Hell
They say I left the hood but I got it on my back
On my back
Ask Gotti yeah I got it on my back
On my back
Took a trip outta town went and got 'em brought 'em back
Mister El Chapo underground now I'm back
Yeah
Ask Sno n***a I got it on my back
Ask Sno
Ask your ho n***a I got it on my back
Ask your ho
Who want a load
N***a I got 'em in the back
In the back
We sell 'em whole and you can't return 'em back
Let's go
This money standin' tall n***a Yao Ming
Five tickets of a whole lot of greens
Yeah and I ain't talkin' soul food
I just put a quarter mil' in an old school
N***as talkin' brick talk to me that's old news
Old news
N***as braggin' on they plug when they old dude
Pay up
I don't gotta tell
Tell
N***a I'm in the lab
Kitchen
I want twenty for a half forty for a slab
Bricks
And a ten for a quarter if you can do the math
Your b***h deepthroat I call her lil' giraffe
Ugh
And I'm a plug's first pick if they had a draft
I put bricks in the Uber used to be a cab
Yeah
Long story short and the short story long
Story long
I'ma get money try to free 'em 'til they home
'Til they home
Eight-figure n***a boy I came up sellin' zones
2020 Rolls truck I set it on chrome
On chrome
B***h want a Chanel she gon' hold the sack
He think I'm a p***y he must be on crack
Shawty like that Rolls truck I got 'em back to back
They tryna say I left the hood when I got it on my back
Got it on my back
Ask Sno n***a I got it on my back
Ask Sno
Ask your ho n***a I got it on my back
Ask your ho
Who want a load
N***a I got 'em in the back
In the back
We sell 'em whole and you can't return 'em back
Let's go
They say I left the hood but I got it on my back
On my back
Ask Gotti yeah I got it on my back
On my back
Took a trip outta town went and got 'em brought 'em back
Mister El Chapo underground now I'm back
Yeah
Ask Sno n***a I got it on my back
Ask Sno
Ask Gotti yeah I got it on my back
On my back
Who want a load
N***a I got 'em in the back
In the back
Ask Gotti yeah I got it on my back
Yeah
They say I left the hood but I got it on my back
On my back
Mister El Chapo underground now I'm back
Yeah