| We was broke, we rich forever
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| Yeah I put that on my mother
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| M&M's, never struggle
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| I got two bitches, they kiss each other
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| All my houses got range
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| And now I’m geeking on the stage
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| I was juggin' 9th grade
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| Half a million on the wraith
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| I was known for juggin' work
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| Masked up like The Purge
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| I’m juggin' so hard man it hurt their nerves
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| Going up your bitch skirt
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| Pop up, put you on shirt
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| Diamonds they hang out the Wraith when I swerve
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| Kill the pussy, I’ma beat it then you eat it
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| Fuck with them racks, I don’t need em
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| I’m working all night, looking for a hater
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| Supreme on a nigga like a fucking skater
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| You run up on me, get the vapor
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| My money tall as skyscraper
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| And me and Rich up in a Masi
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| All tats up on my body
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| And yeah I’m looking for a hotty
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| I put my dick up in her tummy
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| Tap in the pussy, it’s water
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| She eat up the dick and I swear that she gorgeous
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| Call you an Uber, can’t stay ‘til the morning
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| Pinky ring’ll pay your mortgage
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| I fuck that bitch until the morning
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| My dick up in her like she yawning
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| I put my kids up in her throat
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| And now this bitch screaming «Maury!»
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| We was broke, we rich forever
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| Yeah I put that on my mother
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| M&M's, never struggle
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| I got two bitches, they kiss each other
|
| All my houses got range
|
| And now I’m geeking on the stage
|
| I was juggin' 9th grade
|
| Half a million on the wraith
|
| I was known for juggin' work
|
| Masked up like The Purge
|
| I’m juggin' so hard man it hurt their nerves
|
| Going up your bitch skirt
|
| Pop up, put you on shirt
|
| Diamonds they hang out the Wraith when I swerve
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| Kill the pussy, I’ma beat it then you eat it
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| Fuck with them racks, I don’t need em
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| Forever getting to the riches
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| I’m in the coupe with two bitches
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| Ten mil for the last
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| I was broke, no cable
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| Coming up, I’ma scope it
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| House known for the roaches
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| He got the money, I poke him
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| Find a nigga through a joker
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| Kick door, was stealing your TV
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| I pull out a gun no BB
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| I was young on the corner
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| Now the Wraith is matte black when I pull up
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| My necklace is sick like Ebola
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| Put holes in your head like a doughnut
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| Hold up, walk around, pockets too swole up
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| Hold up, diamonds so cold, get a cold cut
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| Woah, damn, pour a little six in my soda
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| Yeah, woah, I fuck every lil bitch that you know bruh
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| Damn, woah, I’m rich forever, getting more bucks
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| We was broke, we rich forever
|
| Yeah I put that on my mother
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| M&M's, never struggle
|
| I got two bitches, they kiss each other
|
| All my houses got range
|
| And now I’m geeking on the stage
|
| I was juggin' 9th grade
|
| Half a million on the wraith
|
| I was known for juggin' work
|
| Masked up like The Purge
|
| I’m juggin' so hard man it hurt their nerves
|
| Going up your bitch skirt
|
| Pop up, put you on shirt
|
| Diamonds they hang out the Wraith when I swerve
|
| Kill the pussy, I’ma beat it then you eat it
|
| Fuck with them racks, I don’t need em |