| Woah, woah, woah
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| Woah, woah, woah
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| Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
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| Got the drop on my opps, I’m never gon' say a word
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| It’s time to go berserk, I’ve been dying to go berserk
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| Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
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| Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church
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| Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don’t nobody care
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| And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
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| Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
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| Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
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| Got the drop on my opps, I’m never gon' say a word
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| It’s time to go berserk, I’ve been dying to go berserk
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| Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
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| Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church
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| Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don’t nobody care
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| And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
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| Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
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| Smoking green loud, grape Gushers, yeah
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| Hangin' in the trap where I learned to hustle, yeah
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| Flex, I done doubled up my cup
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| Can’t explain the way I grind, can’t explain it (Don't change up)
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| Sold nickles, sold dime bags, now I’m famous
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| Been posted up with the murder squad, we’re all hangin'
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| Stayed low in the cut, had to fake it 'til a nigga made it (I did)
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| I’m the same nigga I’ve been, every single day, I’m gettin' faded
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| I was gettin' it in times ten when the police raided
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| Soon as I elevated, finessin' went elegant
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| They can’t tell I was vicious when I was treacherous
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| I could’ve failed, I turned it up and went executive, yeah (Pluto)
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| Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
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| Got the drop on my opps, I’m never gon' say a word
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| It’s time to go berserk, I’ve been dying to go berserk
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| Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
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| Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church
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| Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don’t nobody care
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| And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
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| Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
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| Order up six hundred bottles and sixty bitches
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| I been havin' bitches starstruck, don’t get in your feelings
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| I been countin', oh yeah, I’ma keep it a trillion (Yeah)
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| Changing up velocity because of curiosity
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| I had to kill the cat, I’ma tell the truth
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| Five-star bitch wearing all white and I got it (Murder)
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| Kept it true, dressed her up like a stylist (Murder)
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| Pick any car you want just like you hit the lottery (Woah, woah)
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| Diamonds are forever for you, yes, an eternity (Woah, woah)
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| Niggas can’t be fucking with you, they’re just like burnin' me (Woo)
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| Need a down bitch that can transport a kilo (Super)
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| I need a down bitch, purse fat like a sumo (Ayy)
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| Keep it one thousand
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| Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
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| Got the drop on my opps, I’m never gon' say a word
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| It’s time to go berserk, I’ve been dying to go berserk
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| Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
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| Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church (Go to church)
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| Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don’t nobody care
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| And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
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| Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
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| Used to pray for a key |