| Diamonds hittin from a distance they got Range Rover
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| I got money I could buy a bitch a car like Oprah
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| Yeah thuggin' ass nigga hit the hood and post up
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| I was spinnin' niggas block momma told me put the pole up
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| How the fuck y’all niggas spin and y’all ain’t never showed up
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| Say he slidin' got in traffic that lil nigga froze up
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| Put that paper on your head if you’re tryna see me
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| Hit em with that drumstick popeyes 3 piece
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| I could fall off in your DMs shoot my shot like 23
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| Suck my dick and try to kiss me I don’t want your cooties
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| Stackin paper loose leaf my money crippin Dave East
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| I’m in Dallas tryna vibe RIP to Gi Gi
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| Yeah sippin' on that red smokin' dead Method Man
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| Yeah blue and red diamonds but I still can’t cover hands
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| Yeah I don’t do the mask I don’t fuck my fans
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| I don’t chase no pussy baby I got only fans
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| I put that iron on your partner tryna see who next up
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| Wet your block up by myself I’m slidin' in a Tesla
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| Put a nigga on his buns leave him red like ketchup
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| Chopper cook 'em like a burger he got killed for lettuce
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| 5000 on some sheets bitch don’t fuck my bed up
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| Yeah tweakin on an addie when I get my best nut
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| Yeah I don’t do the mask I don’t fuck my fans
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| I don’t chase no pussy baby I got only fans |