| Got a crib in the closet now she wanna fuck with a star
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| He tryna be me but he ain’t up to par
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| These niggas ain’t going far
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| In a PJ thirty K feet in the air, I’m dancing with the stars
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| And the way she rock the boat, I just might let this ho drive the car
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| They like, «Why you always in that 'Vette?» |
| 'Cause, nigga, that’s really my car
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| Behind my brothers put five on your head, get your ass smoked like a 'gar
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| Behind my brothers put ten on your head, get your ass gone from afar
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| When the XD pop, shit get bizarre
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| We gon' get this nigga out the way
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| Anything I say, it go my way
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| Tryna say Wick broke, I’m like no way
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| For the last six years, been getting cake
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| Gotta watch who you call your friend
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| 'Cause a lot of these niggas be snakes
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| Took my family to Beni’s, spent three hundred on lobster, shrimp, and steak
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| I ain’t gotta be street, nigga, chopper still heat niggas, I ain’t wanna play
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| Every ex wanna know what I’m on, I just tell them hoes I’m living great
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| She like, «How your bank account match your follower count?» |
| Bitch,
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| what you think?
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| Got a crib in the closet now she wanna fuck with a star
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| He tryna be me but he ain’t up to par
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| These niggas ain’t going far
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| In a PJ thirty K feet in the air, I’m dancing with the stars
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| And the way she rock the boat, I just might let this ho drive the car
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| It’s the same I hop in that 'Vette, drop the top and just go straight retarded
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| Can’t wait 'til I’m pushing the 720S right down the boulevard
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| And I seen that shit that you dropping, lil' bro, TBH, it wasn’t hard
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| I cop CDG with the Calvin, just can’t wait to hit London
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| Got a crib in the closet now she wanna fuck with a star
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| He tryna be me but he ain’t up to par
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| These niggas ain’t going far
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| In a PJ thirty K feet in the air, I’m dancing with the stars
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| And the way she rock the boat, I just might let this ho drive the car
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| They like, «Why you always in that 'Vette?» |
| 'Cause, nigga, that’s really my car
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| They like, «Why you always in that 'Vette?» |
| 'Cause, nigga, that’s really my car
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| Behind my brothers put ten on your head, get your ass gone from afar
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| (BrentRambo) |