| My allergies fuckin' up but my bitches ain’t
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| I just bought a crib next to mine and bought a shark tank
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| I just turned a clear color pop to dark pink
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| I might turn the top of my crib to a skatin' rink
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| I might break a bitch and her friend for double C’s
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| Rap niggas been gettin' money, but not like me
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| I rolled up in isx black Benz’s like Eazy E
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| Bitches always sneezin' 'cause they nosy, get out my B
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| Said I’m in love with many bitches, but not like Ri
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| Niggas hate we gettin' riches, they can suck my D
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| Eleven eleven, go make yo wishes me and Swae top three
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| And we not three
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| Bitch said I’m livin' like a Wizard, this ain’t DC
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| I hate catfishes, I wanna fuck what I saw on IG
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| I told this bitch we just friends, just like Biz Markie
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| Would’ve thought I had a nose ring, 'cause all eyes was on me
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| I ain’t even pressed, I already fucked
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| Put them M’s in the chest, I’m already up
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| My big bro’s be psychos, they already nuts
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| It’s plenty love to go around, all the money get touched
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| I’m a first class nigga, I can’t settle for less
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| Fuck her friends off a hello, as soon as we met
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| I ain’t dog the bitch out, 'cause she wasn’t the type
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| But I had to tell her I already found the love of my life
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| Empty out a bag like I normally do
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| I can put you in a clip like I’m makin' a movie
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| I’m so stiff on a bitch, had to call a masseuse
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| Teacher always hated me 'cause I was breakin' the rules
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| That’s a jumpoff, she gon' fuck me on the spot
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| Turn your phone off, yo nigga in his PJ’s, I’m a robot
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| Put a chip in his brain, I’ma big dog
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| When I flex I got gains
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| You got Benzes, I got a Benzes, but it ain’t the same
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| 'Bout a two-hundred thousand dollar difference, we in different lanes
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| Me and my niggas fuck on bitches when we feel pain
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| We don’t pop pills when we hurt, you niggas lame
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| You niggas weird
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| Promise anything happen that night, I wasn’t there
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| Anything that doesn’t involve my money, I never care
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| Tryna build a whole carrot garden in both my ears
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| Bitch got my name engraved, in both my spears
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| Looked at her kinda crazy, she gon' think I’m huntin' some deer
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| Everything that come out his mouth fake, he must have veneers
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| You ain’t been the same since you lost your boss, just like the Cavaliers
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| (Go) I’m a real problem
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| Can’t be solved just like world hunger, get them boys off me
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| Fucked his bitch, put my pants on backwards, had to criss cross 'em
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| Kick in his door, one shot to the throat, he better play possum (Boom)
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| These niggas knows us
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| Niggas not tough puttin' on dem act, you a store runner
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| I’m a hoe hunter, I ain’t no goon, I got real shooters
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| Real Brims and real Hoovas, they don’t play on computers
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| I been doin' this rap shit so long I might retire
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| Wrappin' up this shit like I’m tired
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| Hundred thousand dollar watch from different suppliers
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| Niggas gon' do what they gotta do just to provide
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| Ask about me, any city, they say I’m that guy
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| I done counted yen and euros, I’m world wide
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| Top of the buildin', smokin' certified
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| I ain’t put a baby in that bitch, but I fertilized it
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| Diamonds underwater, I just had to let 'em soak
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| I’m like E-40, man, just tell me when to go
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| Security had the shotty, he ain’t even need the scope
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| Pourin' out the drink, never once did the drugs and coke |