| Fuck
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Look, look
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| Whole lot of drip, gotta stay above the sea
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| Whole lot of horses, I got thrown against the seat
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| I done been to Pappadeaux’s at least five times this week
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| Drugs all in my body, tryin' not to fall asleep
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| Drip up on drip, try and come get some from me
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| Got two whips in two months, don’t know what got into me
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| Thinkin' that it’s sweet, pussy boy, just come and see
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| Drugs all in my body, tryin' not to fall asleep
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| Fuck
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| Drip too much, got too much drip, can’t get this here off the shelf, yeah
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| Dived in water, I couldn’t even swim, they didn’t even get no help, yeah
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| on my waist but I just spent a thousand dollars on a belt, yeah
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| with that thing up under my shirt, gotta watch my step, ooh
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| That’s a bad bitch right there, ooh
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| Took yo' time wit' yo' hair, yeah
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| Diamonds on me, they stare, yeah
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| I just look like a real big glare, yeah
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| Ride that like you care, yeah
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| Put both hands in the air, fuck
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| Got like every single pair, yeah
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| Don’t know which ones to wear, fuck
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| up in my dash just to tell me when I’m speedin' |
| I was gone cop the Hellcat but I think I want the Demon
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| Ain’t talkin' when I’m speakin' like the fuckin' pledge of allegiance
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| I won’t tell nobody, I’m real good with keepin' secrets
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| I just hit the gas like the shit been mean to me
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| Even in the dark, all my diamonds sing to me
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| I cop 20 of 'em for about 18 a piece
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| You do you, I do me, pussy boy, it ain’t no beef
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| Both my whips be black on black, my neighbors say I look suspicious
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| You gone hear some upset horses, push to start my engine
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| Smoke that gas like, trynna stay far away from my feelings
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| Them CZ’s and the VVS’s, that’s a big price difference
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| Damn lil Blake in a foreign too much, got a bad lil bitch that’s wit' me
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| My new whip go so fast, I don’t even think 12 can come get me
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| I got so much water on me, you’ll probably think I went fishin'
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| See them talkin' but can’t hear it, it’s just me or am I trippin'
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| Ain’t trippin' on no bitch, plenty fish up in the sea
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| I could press you 'bout yo' shit but that’s how I’ll let it be
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| Really hit the gas and got thrown against the seat |
| Yeah they call me by myself but it ain’t no hoe in me
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| I’ma hit the gas, ooh
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| Took yo' time wit' yo' hair, yeah
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| Diamonds on me, they stare, yeah
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| I just look like a real big glare, yeah
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| Ride that like you care, yeah
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| Put both hands in the air, fuck
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| Got like every single pair, yeah
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| Don’t know which ones to wear, fuck
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| Whole lot of drip, gotta stay above the sea
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| Whole lot of horses, I got thrown against the seat
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| I done been to Pappadeaux’s at least five times this week
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| Drugs all in my body, tryin' not to fall asleep |