| ATM RichBaby
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| Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| RichBaby
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| They watch what I do and they make it- they can’t
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| Smell like gas when I walk out the bank
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| Don’t care who you is, don’t care 'bout your rank
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| And fuck how you feel and fuck what you think
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| My diamonds so wet like they came out the sink
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| Choppa gon' hit him before he can blink
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| The bitch I’m with- chocolate, but her pussy pink
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| Seen I got money, now she wanna link
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| Who want the smoke? |
| Cause I got the smoke
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| They said we can’t smoke, but we finna smoke
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| Who got the Drac'? |
| 'Cause I’m tryna poke
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| She told me it’s wet- it’s wet like a boat
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| I don’t even swim but I’m finna stroke
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| She think I’m a dog, but bitch I’m a goat
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| They didn’t even call back when I was broke
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| I hit up, called choppa, he wipin' his nose
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| Doo doo doo doo, yeah
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| Doo doo doo doo, yeah
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| Doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
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| Doo doo doo doo, yeah
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| Doo doo doo doo, yeah
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| Doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
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| Them bullets they hit him and he flip like a spatula
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| We fiendin' for blood- we comin' like Dracula
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| You know that 'em fax, you know that they factual
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| We totin' them bombs, this shit could get tactical, yeah yeah
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| Smokin' on a brand new opp pack, nigga want smoke then you know that he got it,
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| yeah
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| Brand new drake in my hand, if a nigga run up then you know Imma pop it, yeah
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| Doo doo doo doo
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| I feel like K Mula
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| They callin' me Curry, I keep me some shooters
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| I’m a pitbull, you niggas some poodles
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| Remember them days I used to eat noodles
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| I used to be fighting, but now I’m the shooter
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| Them bullets, they long, the coming like rulers
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| Say he want smoke, shoot him in his pocket
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| As soon as I see him, you know that I got him
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| Just like a soda, you know that I pop him
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| He dead on the scene, he don’t need a doctor
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| 4 shots to his head, then we leave him for dead
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| Bitch you know that I’m a monster, I come from under the bed
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| 4 shots to his head, then we leave him for dead
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| Bitch you know that I’m a monster, I come from under the bed
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| They act like we cool, but I know that we not
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| Keep me a Glock when I walk in the spot
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| Hop out the coupe I don’t let down the top
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| They askin' me questions like when we gon' drop
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| Ball like I’m Harden, they want me to flop
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| Treat him like percocets, he can get popped
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| I was at Target, just punchin' the clock
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| They lurk on my IG, I see when they watch
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| She want me wife her- no. |
| She a thot
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| Cook up a song like some food in the pot
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| Don’t see them pictures cause you gettin' cropped
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| Boy you a trick, you gon' pay for the twat
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| Fresh out the stove (just like a boat)
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| Who am I with? |
| (I'm with your hoe)
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| Her pussy wet (just like a boat)
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| I’m finna dive in (I don’t need to float)
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| She just with my cash (and I’m with her throat)
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| I don’t gotta say it (I know I’m a goat)
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| I’m fuckin' his bitch (I know that he know)
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| But I came with Choppa (so who want the smoke?)
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| Doo doo doo doo, yeah
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| Doo doo doo doo, yeah
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| Doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
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| Doo doo doo doo, yeah
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| Doo doo doo doo, yeah
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| Doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo, yeah yeah yeah yeah |