| Verse 1: Kid Trunks
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| I got ice all up on my fuckin' neck
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| Money stretch?
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| I don’t stress?
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| I got ice all up on my fuckin' neck
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| What you think??
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| She is broke, I got racks all in my clothes
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| I got drip, I got Fendi on my toes
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| Pull up pop, I get 10K for a show
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| Pull up drop, at your head at your front door
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| You is a op, I can’t fuck with no hoes
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| She’s a thot, she gone talk to all my bros
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| All designer, on my chest and on my hoe
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| I got Gucci, I got Louis, all around me on my body
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| Shop at ?, don’t tell nobody, I fuck your bitch she won’t tell nobody
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| I got Gucci, I got Louis, all around me on my body
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| Shop at ?, don’t tell nobody, I fuck your bitch she won’t tell nobody
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| Hook: Kid Trunks
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| On my neck, VVS a cheque
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| I flipped a deck, no you can’t handle that
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| Your music swept, your money in a debt
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| Your bitch a vet, she go to war with dick
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| On my neck, VVS a cheque
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| I flipped a deck, no you can’t fuck with that
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| Your music swept, your money in a debt
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| Your bitch a vet, she go to war with dick
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| Verse 2: Suigeneris
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| Gucci from head to my toes, bad bitch she off of the coke
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| Diamonds they shining, they glow, foreign whippin' in the snow
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| Talkin' that shit on the low, I hit a? |
| with a scope
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| Blood on my Yeezys, bulletholes all in his clothes
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| Throwing up racks bitch, movin again like im movin in traffic
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| If you want you can have it, money on me 'cause my money elastic
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| Uzi get wet, poppin yo' head like your ass was cement
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| Pourin' up Tec, left hand a AP, the right a Patek
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| Catch ya swervin in a 'rari, fish stick calamari
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| VVS on my body, ice tray in my closet
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| I cop a Cuban Link, I fly her out to me
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| She fell in love with me, she want the money and clout from me |