| Rap game full of riches, they renting everythin', mane
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| I don’t give a fuck if you can rent a Lamborghini, man
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| I don’t give a fuck if you can rent a house in Hollywood Hills, man
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| Suck our motherfuckin' dicks to the bottom, bruh
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| Make it rain, they just wanna see me fail, ayy
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| Hunnid kilos in the mail, ayy
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| All my peoples in Madrid, ayy
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| They comin' back and we gon' bang, ayy
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| It don’t feel right
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| I say, «fuck ever rapper in the game»
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| You bitch ass mo’fuckers ain’t hard, and you ain’t gang
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| Come through where I’m from, and all my people’s gon' bang
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| You motherfuckers Instagram, so you can’t hang (fuck outta here)
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| Boy, boy I’m from a city where these monsters go, «bang-bang!»
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| And when I’m on the phone, you know your boy about to slang
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| You on your iPhone, take this shit, switch the game
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| Man, that shit ain’t hood, you just been in that clique
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| The priest said «Spark got problems»
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| Need to find the Lord
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| I said, «Fuck the lord—I need to find a big black Porsche»
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| I need to ride a big black horse, need to pop some big bad drugs
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| Take back, we’re big-dicked boss
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| Bitch, drive us, get rich play porn?
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| With a clip with a slip cliff ford
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| With a clique that’ll run and kill everybody
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| You know I bang in Banga, playa
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| With a crib out in MARBAiiA
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| I rob, I’m hungry, pay us
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| My world is locked up, stay up, I shoot like stars
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| I dumb it down for the dumb with these dumbed-down bars
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| And it’s dumb right now
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| Tell em' we comin', tell em' we comin'
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| Make it rain
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| Paper Platoon
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| They just wanna see me fail, ayy
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| Hunnid kilos in the mail, ayy
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| All my peoples in Madrid, ayy
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| They comin' back, and we gon' bang, ayy |