| , vibin' in the six
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| That get back on my hip, diamonds kill my wrist
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| Nigga I be on ten, sippin' juice, not gin
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| Seen the money that I spend, now she wanna be my friend
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| , vibin' in the six
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| That get back on my hip, diamonds kill my wrist
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| Nigga I be on ten, sippin' juice, not gin
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| Seen the money that I spend, now she wanna be my friend
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| Countin' up these digits while I give the pink some kisses
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| If you playin' with my riches then you end up with the fishes
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| I got trees like its Christmas, wish you would on my wishlist
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| Baggin' up the clean, washin' fetty like some dishes
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| Tell me yo account, trappin' out yo Wells Fargo
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| Sippin' on that muddy, hell nah this not Par though
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| Only got two seats but fuck it, get up in my car hoe
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| Jugg game proper, got more stripes than a barcode
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| Big body, lane switchin'
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| Baggin' in the kitchen
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| Hurricane, water whippin'
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| The cup, I ain’t kickin'
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| Got these tricks still trickin' and the licks still hittin'
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| Married to the money, only thing I’m committin'
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| , vibin' in the six
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| That get back on my hip, diamonds kill my wrist
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| Nigga I be on ten, sippin' juice, not gin
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| Seen the money that I spend, now she wanna be my friend
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| , vibin' in the six
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| That get back on my hip, diamonds kill my wrist
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| Nigga I be on ten, sippin' juice, not gin
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| Seen the money that I spend, now she wanna be my friend
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| She gon' let me fuck, she don’t even know my name
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| She gon' let me fuck, I’ma pass her to the gang
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| Lil CHXPO bitch, you know where I am
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| Can’t no fuck niggas hang where I hang
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| Nigga stay in yo lane, you ain’t gang
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| Nigga mad cause we 'posed to be cool
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| But I still fucked his main
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| I be on that same thang
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| Lil CHXPO bitch, you know I love the drank
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| She wanna pour up, pour up some more
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| Bitch we got dirty drugs for sho
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| Tell pour up another four
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| Ridin' round town with my bloody bros
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| , vibin' in the six
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| That get back on my hip, diamonds kill my wrist
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| Nigga I be on ten, sippin' juice, not gin
|
| Seen the money that I spend, now she wanna be my friend
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| , vibin' in the six
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| That get back on my hip, diamonds kill my wrist
|
| Nigga I be on ten, sippin' juice, not gin
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| Seen the money that I spend, now she wanna be my friend |