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You know, being from Dade County
We do the fly shit naturally, man
We do the stunting shit naturally, why?
Huh, 'cause we blending in with the environment man, haha
Ayy
FnZ
Oh damn
South Florida might the most beautifulest place in the land, homie
Look at all these bad bitches
How can you not ride with one in the front?
How can you not catch a stunt in the most perfectest weather the Earth's got?
I got a pocket full of money, and my teeth billed
It's something about being a trill ass nigga
I'm so fresh
I'm so fresh
A real ass nigga from the 305
I was raised off of Trina, Trick, Rick, and Plies
When it comes to that green shit, I am anti
'Cause I'd rather see a man live than a man die
Run down, oh, you run track, oh, that boy cat
Get the gat, make it go brrat, leave that boy flat
All black, make the black block look like Baghdad
Play the track, it's a special way I fold my flag, uh
Pocket full of money, and my teeth billed
Something about being a trill ass nigga
I'm so fresh
I'm so fresh
I got a pocket full of money, and my teeth billed
It's something about being a trill ass nigga
I'm so fresh
I'm so fresh
Hear the bass down the block 'cause the trunk keep knocking
Got them bushidō blades 'cause the rims keep chopping
UM for the swag to get Miami popping
You can smoke a lil' weed long as you ain't flocking
Put Dade on the map, gotta stay with a strap
Stay away from a roach 'cause they raidin' the trap
I'm the Raid in the rap, when they tell that boy, finish him
It's nothin' but fatalities, them crackers gon' sentence 'em, huh
Pocket full of money, and my teeth billed
Something about being a trill ass nigga
I'm so fresh
I'm so fresh
I got a pocket full of money, and my teeth billed
Something about being a trill ass nigga
I'm so fresh
I'm so fresh
I got a pocket full of money, and my teeth billed
Something about being a trill ass nigga
I'm so fresh
I'm so fresh
It depends on if the bitches feel like playing today
But you know they always with it, Curry, hah
Ay, I'm out this bitch, man, Yayo