| It’s that move, it’s my time to make my rank, huh
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| I’m in tune to keep them diamonds and my
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| (YungLee got the sauce, boy)
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| How you choose to live your life without no bank, huh?
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| It’s that move, it’s my time to make my rank, huh
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| Oh you ghouls, bitch, we goblins, we get cranked up
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| I’m in tune to keep them diamonds and my thing tucked
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| I still wear my chain inside my house, huh (Woah, woah)
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| Snitchin' to the police, you a mouse, huh
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| Shawty, this your spouse, huh
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| You be way too wildin', watch your mouth, huh
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| Baking soda, ayy, codeine coma, ayy
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| Failed the drug test, I’m a heartless soldier, yee
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| Shorty and she in love with me, hold up
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| AMG, I got the leather seats (Woah, woah)
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| New lil' pole, yee, yee (Woah, woah)
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| New lil' .40, yee, yee (Woah, woah)
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| New fo-fo, yee, yee
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| Thick bad bitches on bleed (Woah, woah)
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| Thick bad bitches on me (Woah, woah)
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| Had to whip water like tea (Woah, woah)
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| I had my gas on E (Woah, woah)
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| I don’t need no advice
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| I done put ice on ice
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| Had to put fur on fur
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| I with your girl, she flirt
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| I’m like a pastor the way I’m preachin' to these streets, yeah, huh
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| I gotta pass another bitch 'cause I’m a beast, yeah, ayy
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| 911 Porsche, I feel like Bush
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| Hop up out that Bentley with thst kush
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| He want smoke, I know that boy shook
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| We won’t joke, nigga, you get took, huh
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| How you choose to live your life without no bank, huh?
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| I’m in tune to keep them diamonds and my thing tucked
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| It’s that move, it’s my time to make my rank, huh
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| I don’t lose, you alive and you should thank us
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| We just spared your life, lil' nigga, huh
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| This is Saint Laurent, no Hilfiger
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| She like me 'cause I’m a real nigga
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| And I might just pop some pills with her, yee, yee |