| They just hop on their keyboard and tweet
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| Ho, I’m makin' money with my eyes closed
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| That bitch thinkin' she tough but I’m psycho
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| I just moved out my city (He want me), my pockets got filthy (Haha)
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| Now bitches that doubted me mind blown
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| We ain’t beefin' if it ain’t 'bout a check
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| I could never sweat him like the weave in my head
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| I know they sick, got they stomach upset (You gotta go)
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| They didn’t listen when I said I was next
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| Man, you bitches ain’t built like me (No)
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| I got rich at the age of nineteen (I got money)
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| They chasin' dick while I’m chasin' my dreams (Haha)
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| I walk in the room, they get low self esteem (They mad)
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| When it come to a nigga, that’s somethin' I don’t need (No)
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| If I catch him cheatin' on me, I gotta leave (I don’t need him)
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| Them second chances ain’t never been my thing (Haha, haha)
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| Got these niggas hooked like a drug to a fiend
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| I’m a boss so it cost just to talk to me (Yeah)
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| Got a yellow bitch with me, we bumblebee (We rollin')
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| She ridin' down L. A while I roll the weed (Yeah, yeah)
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| All you hoes is under me, you crumbling
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| I can tell she ain’t 'bout it 'cause she mumbling (Haha)
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| If a ho run up, you know I ain’t fumbling
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| I like to blow a kiss (Mwah) at every stare
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| These hoes be hatin', I really don’t care
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| Catch a bag, get my money and dip
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| Fuck a nigga, he can’t get with this clit
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| I’m too hard to get, niggas can’t get a grip
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| They knew I was poppin' since I was a jit
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| Got ninety-nine problems, yo' nigga ain’t it
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| I drip in Off-White, I keep coke on my wrist
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| Chanel bag and these Louis my kicks
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| I hop out the Porsche, bitch, the MAC in the whip
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| Man, you bitches ain’t built like me (No)
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| I got rich at the age of nineteen (I got money)
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| They chasin' dick while I’m chasin' my dreams (Haha)
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| I walk in the room, they get low self esteem (They mad)
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| When it come to a nigga, that’s somethin' I don’t need (No)
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| If I catch him cheatin' on me, I gotta leave (I don’t need him)
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| Them second chances ain’t never been my thing (Haha, haha)
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| Got these niggas hooked like a drug to a fiend (Drug to a fiend) |