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[Intro]
CaptainCrunch presents
Yeah, and they all twerk (Bans)
(In the trap, nigga, no shirt)
And they all twerk, money so long, money so long
(Six iPhones and they all twerkin', twerk)

[Chorus]
Posted on the block, nigga, no shirt, ayy (No shirt)
Three iPhones and they all twerkin', ayy (And they all twerkin')
Posted in the trap, geekin' off a Perc', yeah (Yeah)
Nigga try to rob, put him on a shirt, yeah (Put him on a shirt)
Posted on the block, nigga, no shirt, ayy
Three iPhones and they all twerkin', ayy (Twerkin')
Posted in the trap, geekin' off a Perc' (Perc')
Nigga try to rob, put him on a shirt, ayy

[Verse]
Nigga try to rob, but it won't work (Won't work)
I'm up in the sky, so high, geekin' off a Perky
Shawty said she love me 'cause she see me in a coupe swerving
I'ma fuck on her, then I pass it to my crew, huh
Pass it to my crew, yeah, she know how I move (Bans)
I count this money, get these racks and I ain't worried 'bout you, no (I ain't worried bout you)
When I fuck these bitches, I'ma smash it to the stu'
All my niggas ride for me and bitch, my hood loves me too, yeah, yeah
I could show you how to move
Bitch, I always keep that fire 'cause I'm a shooter, trained to shoot, ayy
Geekin' off the boot, double cup, pour up deuce, times two
Young niggas, we might rob you for your loot (Bans)

[Chorus]
Ayy, posted on the block, nigga, no shirt, yeah
Three iPhones and they all twerkin', ayy (All twerkin')
Posted in the trap, geekin' off a Perc', yeah
Nigga try to rob, put him on a shirt, ayy (Put him on a shirt)
Posted on the block, nigga, no shirt, ayy (Bans)
Three iPhones and they all twerkin', ayy
Posted in the trap, geekin' off a Perc', ayy
Nigga try to rob, put him on a shirt

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