| You ain’t really eating boy your pockets look anemic
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| All these rappers are my son I feel like Billie Jean, yeah
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| Try to run up, not the one that blicky in my jeans yeah
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| All these racks I got it on me can’t fit in my jeans yeah
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| You ain’t really eating boy your pockets look anemic
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| All these rappers are my son I feel like Billie Jean, yeah
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| Try to run up, not the one that blicky in my jeans yeah
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| All these racks I got it on me can’t fit in my jeans yeah
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| Heard you ain’t getting no racks
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| Heard you be chilling with rats
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| I keep them racks in the bank
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| All of my niggas yell SLATT
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| I got the strap its a Mac
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| I hit that hoe before I go to the bank
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| I hit that hoe then I don’t call her back
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| She say she need percs cause I’m hurting her back
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| That pussy wet but that pussy don’t stank
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| I got the water like sink
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| Fuck what a fuck nigga think
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| I’m everything a fuck nigga ain’t
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| Kid Buu a demon but my bitch a saint
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| New Saint Laurent it go good with the mink
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| I’m popping on perc’s and I’m smoking on dank
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| I’m off a bean and I’m sipping on drank
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| I’m off the seal I ain’t talking about state
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| We cleaned you out I ain’t talking about slate
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| We got the cake I ain’t talking about baked
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| Counting big racks and they only blue face
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| Stay with gorillas not talking about Bape
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| I got the strap like a lesbian babe
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| I got the smoke that boy don’t want no vape
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| Can’t save a hoe I don’t own me a cape
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| You ain’t really eating boy your pockets look anemic
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| All these rappers are my son I feel like Billie Jean, yeah
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| Try to run up, not the one that blicky in my jeans yeah
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| All these racks I got it on me can’t fit in my jeans yeah
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| You ain’t really eating boy your pockets look anemic
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| All these rappers are my son I feel like Billie Jean, yeah
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| Try to run up, not the one that blicky in my jeans yeah
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| All these racks I got it on me can’t fit in my jeans yeah |