| Alright, put the money in the bag
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| Put it in
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| Gutta100
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| I just might pull up in a drop top
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| I just might pull up with my Glock cocked
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| I feel like Led Zeppelin, I’m a rockstar
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| I double up my cup, I’m a wokstar
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| I just might pull up in a drop top
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| I just might pull up with my Glock cocked
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| I feel like Led Zeppelin, I’m a rockstar
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| I double up my cup, I’m a wokstar
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| Pull up in a drop sippin' on that wok
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| White in that H got the block hot
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| He flexin' like he can’t get his shit got
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| Got your that little hoe a thot
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| I’m bussin' down the set
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| Thumbin' through them bands
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| Your bitch know I got the guap
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| She know I’m the man
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| Can’t stand lil hoe I’m leanin'
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| Glock cocked
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| Tryna rob leave you bleedin'
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| I’m so sneaky, please don’t trust me
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| Leave you sleepin'
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| Trap wide open, AM to the PM
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| Man these pussys talkin' reckless
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| I don’t see them
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| Cold hearted, these streets turned me to a demon
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| Believe it
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| I just might pull up in a drop top
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| I just might pull up with my Glock cocked
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| I feel like Led Zeppelin, I’m a rockstar
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| I double up my cup, I’m a wokstar |
| I just might pull up in a drop top
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| I just might pull up with my Glock cocked
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| I feel like Led Zeppelin, I’m a rockstar
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| I double up my cup, I’m a wokstar |