| Strappin' the keeper, mm, uh, keepin' the keys on, uh
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| Keepin' the keys to the WAP when I pull out (Boys)
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| Go, okay, slatt, okay, damn, 'crete, 'kay
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| Keepin' the keys to the coupe when I pull out (Brrt)
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| Gimme the keys to the 'crete when I pull out ('Crete, 'crete)
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| Gimme the keys to the coupe, I’ma pull out (Skrrt)
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| Gimme the keys to the coupe, I’ma (Skrrt, uh)
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| Go, I’m on the top of this shit (Yeah)
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| Okay, okay (Earl on th Beat), okay (Concrete Boys)
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| Gimm the keys to the coupe, I’ma pull out
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| Gotta wear condoms 'cause I do not pull out (Ew)
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| Walk in the spot, fifty deep with the tool out
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| They know that it’s us, show out at the cookout (Slatt, go)
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| We gettin' money, don’t care 'bout what they on (Us)
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| Finger fuck hunnids at home all alone
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| In a suit with a stick like Capone (Beep)
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| Bo for the Jackson, like Shamone
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| I took the chrome to chrome (Shamone)
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| I took his bitch, I boned (Beezy)
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| I made her leave her phone, yes
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| (Yeah, oh) Who said we ain’t made records? |
| (Go)
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| Rich-ass still eatin' Checkers
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| Still pull up, double decker (Boys)
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| Still control the whole Mecca
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| Still that nigga, still (Still)
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| I still fuck her, I will (Will)
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| Might put this bitch in my will (Will)
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| (Wait, hold on, you’re gon' do what?
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| You’re trippin', nigga, I’m from, nigga) Us, chill
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| Fuckin' this bitch in the hills
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| I ain’t even lick her, she wet as a eel
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| Ew, nigga, I’m just talkin' (Oh my God)
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| Get on these beats and I’m not even rappin'
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| I’m literally flossin' and walkin' (Walk)
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| Get on these beats that I’m literally walkin'
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| On God, I really be flossin' (Walk)
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| Bitch in the sheets, hit that bitch from the back
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| Put the pussy inside of a coffin |