| Edclusive
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| Honorable C.N.O.T.E
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| Yeah
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| Lavish living got me feeling extravagant
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| This ain’t that average, this that exclusive
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| Shawty play bougie and swear she a rich bitch
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| Ho‚ we know that you poppin' that coochie
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| Double the profit‚ I’m ballin' forever
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| No stop to this shit‚ got my foot on they neck
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| If it ain’t 'bout no money, then stay out my face
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| You ain’t talkin' 'bout that, then it ain’t no respect‚ yeah
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| My diamonds biting like a motherfucker
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| This syrup, we ain’t sippin' no Robitussin
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| Man, I’m stepping on shit like I’m double dutching
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| When I’m in the city‚ you know I’m clutching
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| Hop in the coupe, I’ma take off
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| The plug tryna get all the weight off
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| On them Percs while lil' savage go AWOL
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| If it’s smoke, nigga, let’s have a face off
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| Amiri and jeans with the tag on 'em
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| Shawty trippin', but damn, she got ass on her
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| Me and my dawg and we turnt to the max
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| If he hurt, then I’m puttin' my dawg on my back
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| It felt like a nigga was stuck in the trap
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| When you speak on my name, nigga, mention the facts
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| I had to boss up, put my team on the map
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| If you mention the gang, then you know it’s a wrap
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| These big boogers, these charms are gorilla glue
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| Valet the park, fuck the fee and the meter too
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| Glock like a straw, put a hole in your juicebox
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| Got an extra clip tucked in my tube socks
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| Lil' brother just hit for 'bout two Glocks
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| The trap been on watch, need a new spot
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| Straight out of Cali, I’m smoking that synergy
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| Play with my money, ain’t showin' no sympathy
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| Know I’m the shit, go and get me a diaper
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| I just wanna fuck, how the fuck could I wife her?
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| Can see from afar like the scope on a rifle
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| This young nigga poppin', he gon' be an idol
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| Double the cup, need a dose of that Medicaid
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| When I’m high, that’s an end to my problems
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| If it’s commissary, then it’s necessary
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| You go against law if you fold on your partners
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| Lavish living got me feeling extravagant
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| This ain’t that average, this that exclusive
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| Shawty play bougie and swear she a rich bitch
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| Ho, we know that you poppin' that coochie
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| Double the profit, I’m ballin' forever
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| No stop to this shit, got my foot on they neck
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| If it ain’t 'bout no money, then stay out my face
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| You ain’t talkin' 'bout that, then it ain’t no respect
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| My neck cost a check, double bezel the Patek
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| Spin the block, hit it, Drac' Russian roulette
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| Booger baguettes, them are full of a set
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| Cool like the Jetsons, keep my feet on they neck
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| Lavish living, I’m bad some dealing
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| Got flavors distributing like a dispensary
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| Got boot like the Timberland, makin' you jittery (Boot up)
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| A thousand eight grams, got bricks of the Hillary Clinton
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| She suckin' and fuckin' all in the backseat of the Bentley
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| Double cup stuffed, but we sippin' on the Henny
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| Comin' for the bomb, J comin' for the Jenny (Run)
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| Dior my drip and wipe it down with a shimmy
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| Step team steppin', hundred round for the semi
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| Work like endurance when I’m servin' the tennis
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| Pull up in Urus, don’t pull up in lemon
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| Put this dick in your mouth, lil' bitch, suck on this jimmy
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| Got a thirty round dick, nigga suck on this semi
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| Amiri and Fendi, blue benji not bendin'
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| I’m feeling extravagant, lavish
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| This dab, it came with a magnet
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| Balenci triple, mister dab it
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| Redbone call me zaddy
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| Thirty round clip, not lack at
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| Hit the thirty-six zips with the 'Lac, 'Lac
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| Longway, bitch
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| Lavish living got me feeling extravagant
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| This ain’t that average, this that exclusive
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| Shawty play bougie and swear she a rich bitch
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| Ho, we know that you poppin' that coochie
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| Double the profit, I’m ballin' forever
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| No stop to this shit, got my foot on they neck
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| If it ain’t 'bout no money, then stay out my face
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| You ain’t talkin' 'bout that, then it ain’t no respect |