| Put 10 racks on my teath, million dollar jeans
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| Diamonds in my jeans, 40 thou, my neck on freeze
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| Just bought a Bentley, Gucci on my feet
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| Got a glow with the beemer
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| A couple of young prodgities, yeah, you should retweet
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| You know I run the streets, shauty bounce it, trampoline
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| I keep the A, hit you in the D, leak
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| I’m a rubber band feend, racks bustin out the seems
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| Bustin right out the tights, J Bands leave m wet
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| Feegy bands like a pack, take your bitch to the vac
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| Hold up, I’m in that bitch doing donuts
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| Got a white bitch off the Coka, I put a 4 in my soda
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| Crash the Rols, then drive the Rover
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| Drive it like I stole it
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| Make your girl nervous, give her the cold shoulder
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| Got a new Benzo, and it’s filled with bolders
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| I was a young nigga, now I’m getting older
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| Put 10 racks on my teath, million dollar jeans
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| Diamonds in my jeans, 40 thou, my neck on freeze
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| Just bought a Bentley, Gucci on my feet
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| Got a glow with the beemer
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| J Bands!
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| Pull up, to the top flour
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| Just got off a flight to Marocco
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| I shine bright like a label, shining all night with Lil Boat
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| I done rolled up in the Benz, told that lil bitch I want her and her friends
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| I sending them shots like I got hella sins
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| Whippin and whippin, I done broke my wrist
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| Holla at Jack, whoa
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| Pour my drank though
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| Shoot out the Drako, then it spray, whoa
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| Pull up at in the Astin, pull up to the trap, and I count millions
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| I got IPhones saved, put a shell in you, you be in a grave
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| Put 10 racks on my teath, million dollar jeans
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| Diamonds in my jeans, 40 thou, my neck on freeze
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| Just bought a Bentley, Gucci on my feet
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| Got a glow with the beemer |