| Been poppin'
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| Foldin' this money, can’t make a knot, how not?
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| High on moon rock, jaw still locked
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| After 12 we hit the gate and flood the spot
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| Six of them are thots
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| No lights, this ice, it blings
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| Closet the mall, we buy whole thing
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| Big gas, it’s lit, propane
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| One hit, one touch, La Flame
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| Know that you niggas never liked me
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| Know that you niggas sit beside me tryna slide on my sidepiece
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| Tint all through the whip, I hope it can hide me
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| Tip all of the bitches, I don’t want no funny business, don’t want them to try
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| me
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| They wanna slide in my IV
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| Ran 12 red lights, 12 behind me
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| Paparazzi flashes wanna deprive me
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| Hypnotized, I cannot let it blindside me, no
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| I’ma live and die by my Migos
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| Why I’m startin' to dance, what in the hell did you hand me?
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| Took all of my niggas off Xans, put all of my bitches on Plan B
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| Been poppin'
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| Foldin' this money, can’t make a knot, how not?
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| High on moon rock, jaw still locked
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| After 12, we hit the gate and flood the spot
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| Six of them are thots
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| 6 AM these thots (thots), 6 AM my watch (watch)
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| She got that red dot (woo), kick her out the spot (gone)
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| I pay my bills in cash, cash, cash, cash, cash (cash)
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| Run it up, you do the math, math, math, math, math (run it)
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| Nawfside, have them Migos serve you slabs, slabs (brrr)
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| Runnin' to that money, you can see it in my calves
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| Huncho, Huncho Jack, we get that pack then hire staff (Huncho)
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| You want your bitch, can’t get her back, oh yeah, it made me laugh (yeah)
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| I’ve been geeked all week (geeked), pourin' drank to sleep (yeah)
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| AP wet, it leak (AP), Huncho don’t need keys (Huncho)
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| Press one button, they bleed (blood), ain’t no dodgin' me (nope)
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| Ain’t no flaugin' me (nope), you owe, pay your fees (ho)
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| I was taught to break it down and serve 'em all (serve 'em all)
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| Now I’m fishtailin' out the mall (skrrt skrrt)
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| Heard we got that bag, so tell 'em all (tell 'em all)
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| Oh yeah, tell 'em all |