| Walkin' with the fan, it get too hot
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| Gotta keep the family safe incase I run into an opp
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| Run in to his crib, we take it all, but leave his watch
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| Tell him «I don’t got the time, but now you do, so don’t get popped, dropped»
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| Brand new Givenchy, I spend a lot
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| I told my mama, «I'll invest in this shit 'til I’m on the top,» well props
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| I’d like to congratulate my self 'cause I’m a doctor
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| Ain’t go to college 'cause I’m a monster
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| Imposter, they don’t acknowledge me, but I’m on, son
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| When they talkin' to me it’s 'cause they want some
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| Filin' the money, pilin', we on an island
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| I’m wildin', no DJ Khaled, but niggas on one
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| Slidin', you niggas hidin', I get to rob bums
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| Ride with it incase it’s violent, we get the job done
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| I be smokin' 'bout a zip an hour
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| I don’t make it rain up on a bitch, but I could make it shower
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| I might need a drain up on my wrist, the water too much power
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| Oxycontin, thizzle, white, gelato and the sour, ayy
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| Tell 'em spin the block, I got another chopper, ayy
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| This shit Burger King, got another whopper, ayy
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| Niggas beef with me, they finna need a doctor, ayy
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| I used to be the sweetest, money made a monster
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| I don’t give a fuck about a pussy feelings
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| I thought I was shining on my own, the stars is in the ceiling, ayy
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| She don’t get no money that bitch unappealing, ayy
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| You thought she was lovin' you, she out here stealin'
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| I can’t see the «W» unless I’m double you
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| I’m dubbin' you, my nigga, what it do? |
| I never fucked with you
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| It’s no feelings, I been drug dealing, fuck the fuzz
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| Niggas thug peelin', I know «run» realest, I have fun drillin' |