| Yeah
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| Cook that shit up Quay
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| Ain’t been in the studio for like three or four weeks, you know what I’m sayin'
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| I been caught up in some mo shit, you dig
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| Okay, okay, okay, okay
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| Jump off the top rope, I’m tryna dive in
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| Quarter million dollars all on my skin
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| Tote this F&N like I got license
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| Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don’t do no stoppin'
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| Jump off the top rope, I’m tryna dive in
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| Quarter million dollars all on my skin
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| Tote this F&N like I got license
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| Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don’t do no stoppin'
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| I used to trap out the store
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| I ain’t have nowhere to go
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| I had a pound in my coat
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| Payin' J’s to watch out for the folks
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| Hit the stick like I’m playin' Madden
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| Should I do it, nigga couldn’t imagine
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| Skippa Da Flippa, young nigga havin'
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| I get the money, I don’t do no dabbin'
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| Maison Margiella on Monday, I rock Givenchy on Tuesday
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| Wednesday I rock Ferragamo, Thursday I’m wearing my Louis
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| Friday I come out in Fendi, I got bitches tryna do me
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| Designered down, I be groovin', livin' life like a movie
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| You can’t stand next to me
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| Jump off the tightrope, I’m tryna dive in
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| Quarter million dollars all on my skin
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| Tote this F&N like I got license
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| Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don’t do no stoppin'
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| Jump off the tightrope, I’m tryna dive in
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| Quarter million dollars all on my skin
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| Tote this F&N like I got license
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| Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don’t do no stoppin'
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| Lil nigga but my shirt off
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| Pull up with the pack and skrt off
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| Niggas softer than a Nerf ball
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| I ain’t never heard of none y’all
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| Niggas say they really in the streets
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| Why I ain’t never seen you in the street?
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| Bitch you can go and ask about me
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| They’ll tell you that I’m really in the streets
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| I don’t give a fuck about making no song
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| I was standing in the spot, tryna work my phone
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| Had to do it on my own, lil nigga I’m grown
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| You can hate from afar just watch your tone
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| Do anything for them racks
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| I used to sleep with them roaches and rats
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| They tellin' me I should rap
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| I’m tryna get off this pack
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| Jump off the tightrope, I’m tryna dive in
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| Quarter million dollars all on my skin
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| Tote this F&N like I got license
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| Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don’t do no stoppin'
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| Jump off the tightrope, I’m tryna dive in
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| Quarter million dollars all on my skin
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| Tote this F&N like I got license
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| Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don’t do no stoppin' |