| 50,000 on me, I’m a walkin' lick
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| She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
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| Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
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| Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
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| Blue cheese in my Off Whites
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| I’ve been drinkin' codeine all night
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| Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
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| I don’t understand nothin' but them dollar signs
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| My side chick got pregnant by her main dude and I’m offended
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| I called, she ain’t pick up, I text her back, bitch you stingy
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| I’m in all black like a ninja, chain got influenza
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| Walk in the traphouse, use my Cartiers for credentials (God damn!)
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| I’m going wildebeest, all on my enemies
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| Negative energy, I could do anything, I got the guillotine
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| Off with they head
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| Known to pull off and get head
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| Drippin so much sauce on your bitch look like she wettin' the bed
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| I could do more than just say it, strip club veteran head uh uh!
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| I am still gettin' this bread, bought her a Birkin bag uh uh!
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| Everyone look at the tag, I do the digital dash uh uh!
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| I can do more than just brag, I can back it up UH UH!
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| 50,000 on me, I’m a walkin' lick
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| She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
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| Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
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| Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
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| Blue cheese in my Off Whites
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| I’ve been drinkin' codeine all night
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| Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
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| I don’t understand nothin' but them dollar signs
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| Blue cheese, no ranch, all hunnids
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| 10 racks on me that’s mall money
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| I just bought a Lamb Ima crawl on it
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| Get on top, she act a dog with it
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| I’m on this drink need to slow down
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| Racks in back it won’t slow down
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| You had a sack but it’s gone now
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| Safari diamond, money long now
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| Better wake up, smell the coffee
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| Black man with a lot of money, got the white man wanna off me
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| You was my mans but you lost me
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| Poppin xans, I’m exhausted
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| Cookie smellin like a mosh pit
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| Pop a perk, kinda nauseous
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| 50 pointer, shit colossus
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| Hey, With this money I could stay up and survive
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| We go live, smoke this dope and ride
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| We too fly, bad bitches in the archive
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| Oh so high, money make me so high
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| 50,000 on me, I’m a walkin' lick
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| She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
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| Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
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| Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
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| Blue cheese in my Off Whites
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| I’ve been drinkin' codeine all night
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| Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
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| I don’t understand nothin' but them dollar signs
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| I’m havin blue cheese
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| And I’ma get it by any means
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| Flexing on niggas like Hercules
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| Fucking on bitches with double D’s
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| I met the plug, got 100 keys
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| Give me that block and I gotta seize
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| These niggas sick of me, wanna get rid of me
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| I’m at the top and they under me
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| I hit the lot and don’t ask for the tag
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| Racks in my pockets, they lookin like kneepads
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| Flex in my Off Whites with Benjamin Franklin
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| Put the rest of that blue cheese in the bag
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| My life I’m livin it fast
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| One thing I cannot do is go out sad
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| They know me but don’t know my past
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| And if you know me you know I’m about my cash
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| The Nawfside, call it Baghdad, make a nigga 40 yard dash
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| The Nawfside, where the bags at, I was breakin my wrist in the glass (Whippin
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| it!)
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| Smoking on Barry Bonds in the Huracan, spinning work like I’m Taz
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| Migos and Chainz in the city, go to your girl car
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| Had to bring out that bag
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| 50,000 on me, I’m a walkin' lick
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| She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
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| Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
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| Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
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| Blue cheese in my Off Whites
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| I’ve been drinkin' codeine all night
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| Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
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| I don’t understand nothin' but them dollar signs
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| Blue cheese in my Off Whites
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| I’ve been drinkin' codeine all night
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| Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
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| I don’t understand nothin' but them dollar signs
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| When you wake up in the morning
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| When you wake up in the morning
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| Blue cheese in my Off Whites
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| Blue cheese in my Off Whites
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| (Uhh, uhh)
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| Boy, my uncle 12 shawty
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| I had to take my uncle to school this morning shawty
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| And he got suspended
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| 'Cause he smelled like weed when he got there |