| I said I take care of my kids but I’m flexin' on my baby mama
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| I’m like, «Damn, I shoulda wore a condom!»
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| Boom, boom, boom
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| My shoes sold out in one day
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| Pull out the blueprint, bumpin' dat Gunplay
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| In a Maybach, pockets stay fat
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| So fly, I could parallel park on a fucking runway
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| Going down a one way the wrong way, shoot barrel long range
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| Swag like pro ball, gave her a ring, phone call
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| Money talk, pole vault, walked in, drove off
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| So comfortable at the dealership, I don’t take my robe off
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| I wake up and I get to it, breakfast time I might sea food it
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| Lunch time I might lamb chop it
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| And you do is talk shit like you was eatin' booty
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| Southside in my bloodstream, smokin' on that propane
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| I could tell ya ass one thing, I like gettin' head wearing both chains
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| All white with no stains, I been trappin' fore the Grammy nods
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| I been countin' money so long I’mma need a damn hand massage
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| So many cars, I can barely park
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| So many cars, I need another damn garage
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| I’m famous with my fam around, damn I wish I had my dad around
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| Gave a nigga a Lamborghini, so that’s a motherfuckin' lamb-me-down
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| Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer
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| (Watch how I kill 'em)
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| Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer
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| (Watch how I kill 'em)
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| I’m just flexin' on my baby mama
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| (I'm just flexin')
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| I’m just flexin' on my baby mama
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| (I'm just flexin')
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| Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer
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| (Watch how I kill 'em)
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| Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer
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| (Watch how I kill 'em)
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| I’m just flexin' on my baby mama
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| (I'm just flexin')
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| I’m just flexin' on my baby mama
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| (I'm just flexin')
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| Aye, European style my dresscode, gunshots in the club echo
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| Walk around with a .36 with six shots in my .38 Special
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| Black car, black Timbs, Bank of America back then
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| She tryna tell me her life story and all I want is a lap dance
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| Good times, smokin' J’s, rockin' J’s, I’m the rap Ernie Barnes
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| If I paint a canvas it’d be melee, firearms
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| Viacom, maricón, if she bad I invite her home
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| Buying chains like I’m buyin' homes
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| Rims taller than Kevin Hart, Ride Along
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| Them rhinestones, you ain’t shinin', nigga
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| I ain’t hidin' so you ain’t gotta find me, nigga
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| All my clothes are designer, nigga
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| And my back seat recliner nigga
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| Came in rockin' all gold and I’m fuckin' all yall hoes
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| Smokin' on that Lee Haney, sippin' on that hard-boiled
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| This that get back — click clack, get back
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| Smokin' on Raw paper, this ain’t zig zags
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| Snakeskin wallpaper, rose gold chandelier
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| I’m lookin' for a baby eater, can I get a volunteer?
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| Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer
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| (Watch how I kill 'em)
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| Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer
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| (Watch how I kill 'em)
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| I’m just flexin' on my baby mama
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| (I'm just flexin')
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| I’m just flexin' on my baby mama
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| (I'm just flexin')
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| Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer
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| (Watch how I kill 'em)
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| Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer
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| (Watch how I kill 'em)
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| I’m just flexin' on my baby mama
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| (I'm just flexin')
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| I’m just flexin' on my baby mama
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| (I'm just flexin')
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| I said I take care of my kids but I’m flexin' on my baby mama
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| I’m like «Damn, I shoulda wore a condom!»
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| Boom, boom, boom |