| As', Mulli', Gang
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| Truss', Truss'
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| Look
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| Pink notes, pink notes
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| I like my mulli' in pink notes
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| Water whip, when I whip O’s
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| How the fuck you think my wrist froze?
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| Big drip, I drip loads
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| Even your bitch know
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| I don’t love 'em, I just dick hoes
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| Then I’m back to stackin' pink notes
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| Pink notes, pink notes
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| I like my mulli' in pink notes
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| Water whip, when I whip O’s
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| How the fuck you think my wrist froze?
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| Big drip, I drip loads
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| Even your bitch know
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| I don’t love 'em, I just dick hoes
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| Then I’m back to stackin' pink notes
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| I don’t love 'em, I just dick 'em
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| Fifth floor, Harvey Nich’in
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| Getting wavey off the liquors
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| She tryna pull it out the zippers
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| Choppin' «Cardi» out her knickers
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| And gettin' necky, off’a Becky
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| In the trap with no eleccy
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| In the kitchen with the technique
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| I’m only whippin' with some techie
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| Kitchen smellin' like some Petty
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| Oil full, then it’s straight drop
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| Pour the water in the same pot
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| Gucci, Louis, or the peng drop
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| It don’t really make a difference
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| I’ll still take a niggas missus
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| And she be givin' me insane top
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| Comin' thru in these insane drops
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| Why the fuck you think your mains want me? |
| (trust)
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| She sees me spillin', with my chains on
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| Even when it be flames, hot
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| I still chop it in a bait spot
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| Touchin' road, I got my killys with me
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| And you know we got the flame on
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| Pink notes, pink notes
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| I like my mulli' in pink notes
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| Water whip, when I whip O’s
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| How the fuck you think my wrist froze?
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| Big drip, I drip loads
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| Even your bitch know
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| I don’t love 'em, I just dick hoes
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| Then I’m back to stackin' pink notes
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| Pink notes, pink notes
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| I like my mulli' in pink notes
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| Water whip, when I whip O’s
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| How the fuck you think my wrist froze?
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| Big drip, I drip loads
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| Even your bitch know
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| I don’t love 'em, I just dick hoes
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| Then I’m back to stackin' pink notes
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| I don’t do the Jimmy Choo’s
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| I mix the Louis, with the Gucc'
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| Droppin' medi' on my Loubs
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| Gettin' mulli' from a yute
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| For the mulli', make a move
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| All this mulli', making moves
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| I got a baddie, in the passe'
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| With a batty, yeah she cute
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| The coochie fat, with hella juice
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| She’s crazy bout her mulli' too
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| See these bitches, they gon' choose
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| Sittin' pretty in the coupe
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| Whip my jewellery and they loose
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| Pocket-rocket, Tre-Deuce
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| Grip the Uz', and let it boot
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| He won’t pet to make the news
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| Nah, Yeah
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| 150 up in Pinks
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| Let it cool off in the sink
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| And I can get a nigga lynched
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| And I ain’t gotta say a word (nah)
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| All I gotta do is wink
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| Chinchilla for the fur
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| Cos' I don’t really do the minks
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| Pink notes, pink notes
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| I like my mulli' in pink notes
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| Water whip, when I whip O’s
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| How the fuck you think my wrist froze?
|
| Big drip, I drip loads
|
| Even your bitch know
|
| I don’t love 'em, I just dick hoes
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| Then I’m back to stackin' pink notes
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| Pink notes, pink notes
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| I like my mulli' in pink notes
|
| Water whip, when I whip O’s
|
| How the fuck you think my wrist froze?
|
| Big drip, I drip loads
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| Even your bitch know
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| I don’t love 'em, I just dick hoes
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| Then I’m back to stackin' pink notes |