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Ayy I used to ain’t have enough
Now whatever I cop, get a few of 'em
She boring, ain’t nothing I can do with her
I really wish it was a few of her, ayy
They know that we got the key to the streets
You get the key when we throw it up
You know your whore ain’t gon' lay up with me
You hit her back when we through with her
Me trustin' bitches, that’s invalid
Me trustin' niggas that’s invalid
Ain’t gon' say it, it won’t happen
So me goin' broke, that’s invalid
I’m on my way but I’m in traffic
Get in my way, you gon' catch havoc
Keep up with me, that’s invalid
Me without cheese, that’s invalid, ayy
Fuck dinner, I probably get benjis
Wipe me down here, drop my bitch off at Fendi, ayy
Fo’nem ass up like it’s windy
Fuck nigga probably get twenty
It’s going to be long 'fore the money go
We in this bitch like an addy ho, ayy
Walk in the lot, join the Audi ho
Walk in the spot with nobody ho
Won’t hit your ho 'cause her body wrong
No I got standards, I ain’t got manners
It’s us to the rubber we not alone
I can’t buy Pampers, I’m on the road
And I be drippin' I need a boat
One K, I’m trippin', that’s on a coat
Keep up with me, yeah that’s invalid
I’m shining, that forty is metallic
Run up you leaning like italics
Turnin' your ship to the Titanic
She on my dick, yeah she dramatic
Know I got sauce like the Italians
I used to be broke now I get thousands
You still broke, you keep browsing
Us been sipping little, invalid
You not a winner, that’s invalid
Ayy I used to ain’t have enough
Now whatever I cop, get a few of 'em
She boring, ain’t nothing I can do with her
I really wish it was a few of her, ayy
They know that we got the key to the streets
You get the key when we throw it up
You know your whore ain’t gon' lay up with me
You hit her back when we through with her
Me trustin' bitches, that’s invalid
Me trustin' niggas that’s invalid
Ain’t gon' say it, it won’t happen
So me goin' broke, that’s invalid
I’m on my way but I’m in traffic
Get in my way, you gon' catch havoc
Keep up with me, that’s invalid
Me without cheese, that’s invalid, ayy
Hellcat I’m sitting in, Off-White shit shipping in
Bitch what you gonna do to this dick again?
What he got up in that crib again?
Balenciaga Triple S’s, Rock two times, won’t wear again
Bitches bad, triple texting, bad hoes I’m shipping in
It ain’t shit to put her in the air, I get money like it’s in the air
Valentine that’s a different camo, hundred round for this different ammo
Pull up on me you gon' make the channel
Heat a nigga like he wore a flannel
He want that smoke and his body dismantled
Racks in my pocket, she still eat McDonald’s
Glock in my pocket, don’t come near it
Coupe like a rocket, I can’t steer it
Niggas always talk but I can’t hear it
Fo’nem found your ass in Lake Eerie
You say you have it, I make changes
Came a long way, shit it get dangerous
I’m built for this shit so this shit came regardless
Now when I shop, only valet I park it
Ayy I used to ain’t have enough
Now whatever I cop, get a few of 'em
She boring, ain’t nothing I can do with her
I really wish it was a few of her, ayy
They know that we got the key to the streets
You get the key when we throw it up
You know your whore ain’t gon' lay up with me
You hit her back when we through with her
Me trustin' bitches, that’s invalid
Me trustin' niggas that’s invalid
Ain’t gon' say it, it won’t happen
So me goin' broke, that’s invalid
I’m on my way but I’m in traffic
Get in my way, you gon' catch havoc
Keep up with me, that’s invalid
Me without cheese, that’s invalid, ayy