| Used to have to with that hatchback, we was hangin' off Parkway
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| How the fuck we on Parksouth? |
| It’s a quarter mile to my driveway
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| Got money comin' in five ways, I ain’t slept in like five days
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| I just landed in the U.K., had to switch the Richard for the time change
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| Know the lifestyle make her eyes gaze when she see the money comin' in
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| Lil' Jake had to duck a blick charge, get a lawyer, that’s another M
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| Twin Lambs in the front yard and the Cullinan got the models in
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| M.I.A., we in Liv' for the night, tell Grutman, «Bring the bottles in»
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| I ain’t never had a Ghost, it’s a Rolls and they bringin' writers in
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| I could give you boys discounts like the holidays, got a lot of pens
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| Y’all goin' out while I’m goin' in, I ain’t leavin', got a lot of plans
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| She love the way that my diamonds dance and this VV smile cost a lot of bands
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| Four cars deep, ridin' in, popstar girls slidin' in
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| And she wanna fuck, just keep it on tuck, and come to the house again
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| We ain’t really with the politics, dropped out and got a lot of M’s
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| Could’ve went and got a scholarship with that bread I spent on that Prada bitch
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| Rockstar, heavy metal shit, Crossbody come with hollow tips
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| Opps still love to pillow talk, nickname me the «Problem Kid»
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| Get 'em goin' for the irony, fifty bands for these Prada jeans
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| And my wrist game on a hundred bands, ain’t no tick-tock in my timepiece
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| And that G5 is what fly means when I touch down on that island
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| Bad bitch, she a top ten and she popped up in my comments
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| My shit hittin' top fifty, I’m really what’s poppin'
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| You boys tryna find y’all way out, I did it, no problem
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| I don’t even wanna talk these days, I’m really just locked in
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| Phone numbers gettin' switched these days, I don’t really like contacts
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| Floyd Mayweather contracts, Mykonos with the top back
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| Twenty-three and I’m this rich, how I ball, NBA prospect
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| Four cars deep, ridin' in, popstar girls slidin' in
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| And she wanna fuck, just keep it on tuck, and come to the house again
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| We ain’t really with the politics, dropped out and got a lot of M’s
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| Could’ve went and got a scholarship with that bread I spent on that Prada bitch
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| Four cars deep, ridin' in, popstar girls slidin' in
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| And she wanna fuck, just keep it on tuck, and come to the house again
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| We ain’t really with the politics, dropped out and got a lot of M’s
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| Could’ve went and got a scholarship with that bread I spent on that Prada bitch |