| Uh, extravagant drip
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| Run that back Turbo
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| You dig?
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| Yeah, I just got the skin on the belt (uh)
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| Gotta get the riches and wealth (uh)
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| I might spend a mil on myself (uh)
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| 'Nother million for the clique (uh)
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| We the last real niggas left (uh-huh)
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| I’ma keep it real 'til the death (uh)
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| Never need a hand or get help (uh-huh)
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| Uh, you know I came in by myself
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| You they type of nigga get shelved
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| I got some Loubs on my shelves
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| I’m rockin' an Off-White belt, I put Chanel on my back
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| We was broke and we ain’t never goin' back
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| We was broke and we ain’t never goin' back, uh
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| Close the curtains on the new Maybach
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| This bitch is too thick and I hit from the back
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| Pop a perc, now I beat out her back
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| Fuck a ho then I count up my racks
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| I can blow a mil in a day-ay-ay
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| I’m not gonna stop 'til we straight-ay-ay
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| We at the top, lil nigga just face it
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| I’m rockin' Louis Vuitton bracelets
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| I go to the spa and plus I get facial
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| One call, I swear they’ll erase you
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| I’m not gonna race you
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| Roll up a Backwood and face it
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| Gunna Gunna in the coupe
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| I’m in the spaceship, uh, bitch
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| Yeah, I just got the skin on the bear
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| Gotta get the riches and wealth
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| I might spend a mil on myself
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| 'Nother million for the clique
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| We the last real niggas left
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| I’ma keep it real 'til the death
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| Never need a hand or get help
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| I can never switch, nigga this is it, I predicted I’d get rich
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| This as drippy as it gets, fur carpet cheetah prints
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| Hit the condo with your bitch, give her psychedelic dick
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| G seats in the jet, coppin' these baguettes
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| Nigga still threaten me, niggas so petty
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| Playin' with the ice, Wayne Gretzky
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| Bitch pocket light, that’s a pet peeve
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| Fuckin' with the bag, get the neck cheap
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| Bought a big yacht, not a jet-ski
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| VVS it make her pussy wet, yeah
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| I just got the skin on the bear
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| Gotta get the riches and wealth
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| I might spend a mil on myself
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| 'Nother million for the clique
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| We the last real niggas left
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| I’ma keep it real 'til the death
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| Never need a hand or get help |