| Ever since I got the Rolex, them niggas give me slow neck
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| I pull up in the Benz, nah daddy this ain’t no Lex
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| So stressed and so pressed, got no hoes, get no sex
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| Not me, baby, I’m swagged up with Moet
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| I’m bossed up, shawty, flossed up, shawty
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| You gon' need Jesus if you cross us, shawty
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| Big Money in the building, it’s a bossed up party
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| Whole team winning, it’s a start up, shawty
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| We stay raw, they stay flaw
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| Them niggas think they can’t fall, they hate hard
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| These niggas think that they God, but they aren’t
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| We in the game and play smart, them brave hearts
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| You heard me?
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| Niggas that’ll want me don’t deserve me
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| When I wasn’t up, they used to curve me
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| Now I’m balling out like Steph Curry
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| I got 'em falling out and don’t concern me, you heard me?
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| I got ice around my neck and I’m stunting
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| Diamonds on my wrist and it’s flooded
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| Everywhere I go, every city, every show
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| Got my team with me getting big money
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| One love, one love
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| One love, only one love
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| Pulled up, swerving, feelings what I’m hurting
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| Your bitch wanna get in, so our baby had to curve him
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| She blowing up my phone, but I’m in the trap working
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| Two phones, I got the trap rolling
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| The things for the low, let my young nigga hold 'em
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| Running bands up and bring 'em back what I told 'em
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| I don’t got this hot, boy, chain be the coldest
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| Big Money in the building, bitch, you know it
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| Picking up Kamaiyah in the coupe
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| Riding through the golden state, we don’t ever loose
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| Working all day, all night while you snooze
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| Celebrating with the weed, feeling like Snoop
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| Whole team icy, shout out my cousin, Icy
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| Chilling with the hoochies and they hyphy
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| Pass me the bottle, finna pour up
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| Zayen stepped in, so it’s finna go up
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| I got ice around my neck and I’m stunting
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| Diamonds on my wrist and it’s flooded
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| Everywhere I go, every city, every show
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| Got my team with me getting big money
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| One love, one love
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| One love, only one love
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| It’s the gang in that bitch, yeah
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| They ain’t never seen no niggas like this here
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| I’m two rings with the diamonds and the wrist wear
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| I’m switching lanes with a body, we gon' get there
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| It’s Big Money, we the gang, niggas know the name
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| Same clique, same fiends, it ain’t never change
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| I’m Joe Banguh, chains swinging, wrists gleaming
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| Pull up in the 6, droptop, straight swinging
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| Brought a Hennessy, come sip with me
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| It’s Big Money, you know I got the clique with me
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| Sip rosé, you know we don’t sip the cheap
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| Zayen, bet my nigga roll some weed
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| It ain’t a thing, shout out to my brother, Joe Banguh
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| Riding in the Jag, yelling «Money ain’t a thing»
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| Quill in the coupe and he switching four lanes
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| We made another stop to get my big brother, James
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| I got ice around my neck and I’m stunting
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| Diamonds on my wrist and it’s flooded
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| Everywhere I go, every city, every show
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| Got my team with me getting big money
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| One love, one love
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| One love, only one love |