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See I don′t wanna talk 'bout beef right now

But they steppin′ on my toes

And I don't wanna jump in the hoop with the goons

I can do it on my own (I can do it on my Jack Jones)

Baby see my phone, yeah that's Lyca

Baby yeah that′s Lyca to Lyca

If I really had time I would wife ya

See I′m busy doin' road with the Y star

If I can′t get caught in a ride no way

If I get caught in the ride all A

If you talk to the feds that's a boom bye-a

You can′t come 'round mine n***a what no way

This is the nine side, we live the high life

Black tint′s that's a drive-by, five goons that's a drive by

Nigga, no lie-ie-ie

Long time I bang deaf, be come and get paid

For showin′ up, pree de way my life changed

The way they wished they fallin′ pon me

The way they wished they fallin' pon me

Girl she said love on me

I should give her my Lyca

Dem gyal, dey act phoney

Because they fuckin′ with the rock star

Ten plus ten for the credit

Used to have the pengest and ends no merit

Plus though my service fast and reliable

Cost of my fist before the gallies, oh

Straight racks do up de show, straight cash f*ck it up then hit the road

B Class no lie lie, Class A's where they got my bro why why

See I don′t wanna talk 'bout beef right now

But they steppin′ on my toes

And I don't wanna jump in the hoop with the goons

I can do it on my own (I can do it on my Jack Jones)

Baby see my phone, yeah that's Lyca

Baby yeah that′s Lyca to Lyca

If I really had time I would wife ya

See I′m busy doin' road with the Y star

If I can′t get caught in a ride no way

If I get caught in the ride all A

If you talk to the feds that's a boom bye-a

You can′t come 'round mine n***a what no way

This is the nine side, we live the high life

Black tint′s that's a drive-by, five goons that's a drive by

Nigga, no lie-ie-ie

I would say stop the trap and s**t

But this twenty pound phone made them mandem rich

I′m on the ninth flour with the baddest b***h

She coulda been the main side but she had to snitch

Like her for business, eye-full for curvin′

She love my cologne, my little Breitling from Berlin

Got the Porsche in red 'til the see me when I′m swervin'

Red German, I had to call it Yergen

Pull up with L′s they know he's a rider

SA bring the weed down, yeah he′s a grinder

If I really like her she might get the Lyca

Applebottom booty, I had to cum inside her

But I can't get caught with a w***e no way

It can get long if I get the O.K.

That's how it is I give gyal Cold Play

If she′s young she gets left back there

See I don′t wanna talk 'bout beef right now

But they steppin′ on my toes

And I don't wanna jump in the hoop with the goons

I can do it on my own (I can do it on my Jack Jones)

Baby see my phone, yeah that′s Lyca

Baby yeah that's Lyca to Lyca

If I really had time I would wife ya

See I′m busy doin' road with the Y star

If I can't get caught in a ride no way

If I get caught in a the ride all A

If you talk to the feds that′s a boom bye-a

You can′t come 'round mine n***a what no way

This is the nine side, we live the high life

Black tint′s that's a drive-by, five goons that′s a drive-by

Nigga, no lie-ie-ie

Gyal keeps callin' me, but the grind keeps on callin′ me too

What I am do? Tell me what's the deets

Before man splats and dead's a CC

On his Jack Jones, tell me are you trappin′ off the iPhone?

Pick up the G′s with the trap phone

All the celli, with the celli, makin' up the money

They keep ringin′ up on my phone

Makin' money like dat

I beg you brudda, put that Lyca in the drop top

Makin′ money fast fast

Sippin' cold D and gettin′ sluggish

When inside the fast cars

Ya dem a rapper

Now she wanna trap me

I'm guessing it's Fanta

I don′t know what to do, she gone have this

Turn a n***a to a bad guy

For goodness sake they gettin′ me pissed with the s**t that they say

My G's got hard drugs, just like John and Rhys uh

Feds in question, got them thinkin′ retrospectin'

Now I′m reapin' the fruits of the plants I sold

′Cause I'm makin' racks when I shut down shows

Crazy bag I wanna take that with me, isn′t that...

See I don′t wanna talk 'bout beef right now

But they steppin′ on my toes

And I don't wanna jump in the hoop with the goons

I can do it on my own

Baby see my phone, yeah that′s Lyca

Baby yeah that's Lyca to Lyca

If I really had time I would wife ya

See I′m busy doin' road with the Y star

If I can't get caught in a ride no way

If I get caught in a ride all A

If you talk to the feds that′s a boom bye-a

You can′t come 'round mine n***a what no way

This is the nine side, we live the high life

Black tint′s that's a drive-by, five goons that′s a drive-by

Nigga, no lie-ie-ie

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