| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Aye Royce, you did it right here
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| Uhh
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| Uh-huh-uh
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| Racks to the ceiling
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| Just tryna get racks to the ceiling
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| Pourin' the lean with a feelin'
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| Day dream 'bout money and bitches
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| Speed racin' so I am speedin'
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| When I’m with you I’m wildin'
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| See a new car I buy it, yeah
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| You don’t get money, so stop it, yeah
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| See a new house I buy it, uh
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| Pull up and make you freeze, ridin' around in the street, uh
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| Big ass 223, first class to the east
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| I’m chasin' these bands, I hope you understand me
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| Walkin' around with the glick in my hand, now that nigga dancin'
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| Chanel bag, runnin' around with the cash
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| Brand new Louis bag, walkin' around with the stick in my hands, uh
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| Bros stick to that, I flex like that, uh
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| We don’t give no pass, bad bitch with fat ass
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| Just tryna get racks to the ceiling
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| Pourin' the lean with a feelin'
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| Day dream 'bout money and bitches
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| Speed racin' so I am speedin'
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| When I’m with you I’m wildin'
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| See a new car I buy it, yeah
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| You don’t get money, so stop it, yeah
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| See a new house I buy it, uh
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| Yeah, yeah walkin' around with a stick
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| Yeah, yeah I got a brick, whippin' that shit, uh
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| Takin' a picture, yeah, she takin' a picture
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| She on the phone with me, she in love with me
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| She screamin' «Mosey», I’m into that
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| She want my money, I already know what’s up
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| And when I feel lonely, I poured up a cup
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| You not my homie, so get the fuck out
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| Just tryna get racks to the ceiling
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| Pourin' the lean with a feelin'
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| Day dream 'bout money and bitches
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| Speed racin' so I am speedin'
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| When I’m with you I’m wildin'
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| See a new car I buy it, yeah
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| You don’t get money, so stop it, yeah
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| See a new house I buy it, uh |