| Bad bitch, fat ass, thick thighs
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| And every time she thinkin' bout hittin' my phone
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| She know that Imma put all these hoes to the side
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| She said «Yeah I’m home alone, is there a way you can Uber me Over boy I’m
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| tryna slide?»
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| I’m like «Yeah it’s alright, turn off the lights.»
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| Oou these diamonds still shine (We up all night)
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| Lit until the sun rise
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| We be smokin' OG gas
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| And we so fuckin' high
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| Feel like we off moon shine
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| Can’t take away our groove right
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| We in this shit all of our life
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| And we been around the world private jet niggas so fly
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| Lil bit she choosin' and pickin' either way she lickin' she down for whatever
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| I can tell that lil shawty down to ride
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| No no cuffin' right?
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| Yeah ya got sacked
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| You might get hit wit the pump or the tac (Yeah yeah)
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| Got gang watchin' our back
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| Cause these niggas disloyal
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| Can’t trust no hoe no
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| No one to depend on
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| Wouldn’t be Teo wit out Ayo
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| Bad bitch, fat ass, thick thighs
 | 
| And every time she thinkin bout hittin my phone
 | 
| She know that Imma put all these hoes to the side
 | 
| She said «Yeah I’m home alone, is there a way you can Uber me Over boy I’m
 | 
| tryna slide?»
 | 
| I’m like «Yeah it’s alright, turn off the lights.»
 | 
| Oou these diamonds still shine (We up all night)
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| Lit until the sun rise
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| Till the sunrise know these diamonds will always hit
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| Can’t you realize in the club we bussin' in this bitch
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| Get excited kick em out why that nigga got a fit?
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| Fendi her body you in hanes & you wonder why she not at ya crib
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| Welp uh oh reachin' for our jewelry that’s a no no
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| Me & my niggas like GI Joe, A-Team, da mob bitch
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| Use to hit licks now problems solved bitch
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| Heard you like telling like solving shit
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| Got fountains these niggas bought sprinklers
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| You bought it, you got it you deal with it
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| I bought, I love it, I sit with it
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| Infatuated with the blue Benjamin’s
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| She infatuated with the Rollie Rollie
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| Cause I’m the freshest niggas w the diamonds
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| Can’t never trust none these rats
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| Can’t trust none of these heathens man
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| All my bruddas got my back
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| Call Cass & Jazze to get a hit lil bitch (let's go)
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| Bad bitch, fat ass, thick thighs
 | 
| And every time she thinkin' bout hittin' my phone
 | 
| She know that Imma put all these hoes to the side
 | 
| She said «Yeah I’m home alone, is there a way you can Uber me Over boy I’m
 | 
| tryna slide?»
 | 
| I’m like «Yeah it’s alright, turn off the lights.»
 | 
| Oou these diamonds still shine (We up all night)
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| Lit until the sun rise |