| In a brand new Range, shawty tryna pull my strings
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| Perky got me going up, up, up, outer space, atmosphere
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| Counting money, I remain right here (Right here)
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| In a brand new Range, shawty tryna pull my strings
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| Perky got me going up, up, up, outer space, atmosphere
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| I’ve been fighting, can you tell from all these pistols and tears?
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| Pistols and tears (Tears), pistols and tears (Yeah)
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| Hollow tips everywhere, yeah, there’s blood everywhere (Blood everywhere)
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| Smoke everywhere, when I’m high I don’t care (Yeah)
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| Diamonds flooded on this Patek, put my wrist in the air (Ooh)
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| Changes, Changes
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| Bitches don’t be shit to me, I hate it, hate it
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| Blowin' out a pound, and they don’t know shit about me but they coming on me
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| now (Coming on me now)
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| Walked up in here smellin' like a pound
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| I don’t give a fuck 'cause I be high
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| How you tryna cuff a bitch who never ride?
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| I love countin' all this money, watch the paper get old
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| Money stackin', keep a safe in different area codes
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| In a brand new Range, shawty tryna pull my strings
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| Perky got me going up, up, up, outer space, atmosphere
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| Counting money, I remain right here (Right here)
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| In a brand new Range, shawty tryna pull my strings
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| Perky got me going up, up, up, outer space, atmosphere
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| I’ve been fighting, can you tell from all these pistols and tears?
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| (Pistols and tears)
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| In a brand new Range, shawty tryna pull my strings
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| Oh-oh, oh |