| These bitches see a young nigga
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| Cause I’m walkin' round with these hundreds
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| When I pull up in that Lambo
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| So fast you ain’t even see me coming
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| I got chickens out in the country
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| Got a AK finna start drumming
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| You was talkin' shit behind my back
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| But now here a nigga you ain’t sayin' nothin'
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| Young rich nigga live forever, my trap game A1
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| You say that I’m broke how dare ya
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| I ain’t never goin' broke never ever
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| Your arms and your legs I sever
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| Then feed em to the sharks for dinner
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| Quavo too hot like a kettle
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| Young nigga and I keep the heavy metal
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| Adios, adios, adios
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| You ain’t talkin' cash nigga adios
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| Adios, adios, adios
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| You ain’t talkin' to the plug nigga adios
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| Adios, adios, adios
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| If you ain’t talkin' Benji’s nigga adios
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| Adios, adios, adios
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| You ain’t talkin' gwala nigga adios
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| You talkin' bout cash adios
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| I pull up in drop top convertible Rolls
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| My chain is all gold, the Fendi to Gucci to Louie
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| I see it I buy what I want
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| Young rich nigga I take a toast
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| Finessin' Pablo, he gotta go
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| Up on the boat, finesse Pablo out his O’s
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| Meetin' up with Carlito
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| I’m takin' the trip cross the globe
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| The dope that I smoke get you high, UFO
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| I see that you ain’t gettin' it back, no repo
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| It’s for me though, bitch adios
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| You standin' and lookin' like you seen a ghost
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| Maybe it’s cause I’m in this Phantom Ghost
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| I’m trippin' I just finessed you out the do'
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| Finessin' the plug, it’s adios |