| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Ha, bitch
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| I’m really Rich
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| Okay, I got too many rooms inside my crib
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| I’m on FaceTime with my hoes, bitches asking where I live
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| I just sat with the label, but I didn’t sign the deal
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| I told my plug to turn me up
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| He told me, «Boy, you need to chill»
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| And I’ma keep the fucking swanging 'til we got a fucking M
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| Forever loyal to the family, never switch up on my friends
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| Inside the gate been pushing weight before I ever seen a gym
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| Took a loss for thirty thousand when I dropped Above the Rim
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| They talking money when we meeting, ain’t no need to meet again
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| Ain’t no capping in my rapping, so I never need a pen
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| I like a freak to mind her business, tell the people I’m her friend
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| I play for keeps
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| I get the pussy, then I dip ‘em in the wind
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| I’m a motherfucking pimp
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| I fuck her once, I fuck again
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| Yeah
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| If I ain’t on Patron, I’m on the Hen'
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| And I ain’t tryna kick it with you niggas, fuck a friend
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| All these bitches in my mention, liking pictures on the 'Gram
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| I’m having way too much fun shittin' on you niggas
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| They knocking on my door
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| 'Cause I’m different on you niggas
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| How can I ignore that I’m the sickest ever did it?
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| Rocking shiny clothes and dancing in my videos like Diddy
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| I’m that nigga in my city
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| And if a fuck nigga ever hatin', he only hatin' 'cause he ain’t with me
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| And if a lil' bitch you hear is talking down, the bitch is talking down because
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| she in her feelings
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| Know you heard 'bout Baby Jesus
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| Everybody round ‘em winning
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| I just did a show in Charlotte and bitches wrapped around the building
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| And, I got too many rooms inside my crib
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| I’m on FaceTime with my hoes, bitches asking where I live
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| I just got lost, I used my GPS to take me to my fridge
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| I told my baby momma she can work for me and watch the kid
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| Before I leave I kiss my daughter, my lil' baby getting big
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| When she was born, I told her she gon' be 13 in a Benz
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| Steady flexing on my old friend, I just dropped my next again
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| I’m smoking OG with my old head, talking shit and drinking gin
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| Fucking rook, you know you should’ve checked the pack
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| You bought the floop, I did the scoop
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| Just made the play in public housing, rocking skinny jeans and boots
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| These bitches hanging on my dick, they keep on saying I’m the truth
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| Bitches see me and they squeeze me, got the juice
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| I’m on the flock three times a week, for stuffing dick inside your boo
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| She call my phone, I’m coming over
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| Put it on her, she like, «Ooh»
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| I’m setting trends for all these niggas tryna copy what I do
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| But you can’t never be like me, you might as well just be like you
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| Coolest monkey in the jungle, nigga, motherfuck a zoo
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| Got monkey nuts below that AK, bitch pull up go with yo move
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| Any nigga touch my family
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| I pull up, shoot up the school
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| Had niggas begging me to calm down
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| Bet you niggas gon' get the law now
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| I ain’t finna talk to nan nigga on the internet
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| 'Cause when I bump into him, I’m a drawdown
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| Nigga don’t know what to do with me
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| They put a wall up, I tear a wall down
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| Fuck a nigga, I ain’t falling for it
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| Never fall off, never fall down
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| Fuck them other niggas, we ball
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| 'Til they come and make us put the ball down
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| I got too many rooms inside my crib
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| I’m on FaceTime with my hoes, bitches asking where I live
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| Nigga
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| And I ain’t write none of that shit, nigga
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| And bitch, I don’t play |