| Yeah
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| It’s a Habibis ting, ya?
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| Yeah, my side girl got a 5S with the screen cracked
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| Still hit me back right away, better not never hesitate
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| Don’t come around thinkin' you gettin' saved
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| Tryna show the dogs brighter days
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| Got a torch, tryna light the way
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| Bitin' everybody, which is ironic 'cause your next album probably won’t ever
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| see the light of day
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| Had fans, but you let 'em down
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| But I guess that’s how you niggas gettin' down
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| I’m so high up I’m like, «How is niggas really gettin' down?»
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| I could never have a kid, then be out here still kiddin' round
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| Boys playin' around, where you really wanna take it now?
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| I got a 150, 000 dollars for an afterparty
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| And I gave it to the killas just to break it down
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| Bring us up, I never take us down
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| But if you bring me up, then they might take you down
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| Fake fucked with me back then
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| But it’s gettin' hard for you to fake it now
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| Fuck bein' rich when I’m forty, man, I’m tryna make it now
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| Hell nah
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| Never let these niggas ride your wave
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| Nope, no way, nah
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| Never let these niggas ride your wave
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| Nope, no way, nah
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| Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith
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| Skrrt skrrt
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| Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
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| Skrrt skrrt, oh
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| Michael Phelps with the swim moves
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| Skrrt skrrt, oh
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| Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
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| Skrrt skrrt
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| Quavo, young nigga, I invented you (ugh)
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| Ike Turner with the left hand (Ike)
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| Griselda Blanco with the trap moves
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| Gangland with the right hand
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| Undertaker with the tattoos
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| Never listen to the class rules
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| Switch it up, they bit the last move (let's go!)
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| I’m a magnet for bad bitches
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| You got the goin' out sad bitches
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| I spent a fifty on the chain (racks)
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| You spent your last fifty (ugh, cash)
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| I got the keys to the streets
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| You got the key to defeat
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| I got the keys to the warzone (brrrapt!)
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| You got the key to the peace (ugh)
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| Hell nah
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| Never let these niggas ride your wave
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| Nope, no way, nah
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| Never let these niggas ride your wave
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| Nope, no way, nah
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| Park the Benz just to ride the Wraith
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| Skrrt skrrt
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| Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
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| We gon' go live, we gon' go live, yep
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| We gon' go live, we gon' go live, yep
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| Gettin' loose, off the Henny, 'Roc, and a hint of Goose
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| Ocean deep in my swimmin' pool
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| Throwin' Dead Prez in my livin' room
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| Takin' shots, feelin' bulletproof
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| Flood my Rollie, told my bitch: «Let's go snorkelin'!»
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| Out in Portland, tryna get in her organs
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| No, I did not sign with Jay
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| But I still send a Tidal wave
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| Yeah, I might just go get the fade
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| Buy the du-rag and just tie the waves
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| Yeah, it’s lit at the crib, you could stay
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| Me and Drake kick like Kid N' Play
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| The way that she servin' that cake
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| I gotta sit back and digest
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| I guess, for the fuck-shit I’m biased
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| I mix, double the cup when I stress
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| Got my momma out the basement
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| That’s a different type of face lift
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| Free Max B out the bracelets
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| Don’t hit us askin' what the wave is
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| Hell nah
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| Never let these niggas ride your wave
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| Nope, no way, nah
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| Never let these niggas ride your wave
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| Nope, no way, nah
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| Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith
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| Skrrt skrrt
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| Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
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| Skrrt skrrt, oh
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| Michael Phelps with the swim moves
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| Skrrt skrrt, oh
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| Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
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| Skrrt skrrt, oh
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| Michael Phelps with the swim moves
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| Skrrt skrrt, oh
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| Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes |