| I don’t want to sleep no more, no more
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| I don’t want to eat no more, no more
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| I don’t want to drink no more, no more
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| I don’t want to smoke no more, no more
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| I just want the fucking cash
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| Put it in the paper bag
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| Diamonds blind them like they flashing
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| Bitch I’m rich and niggas mad
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| Why these niggas mad cause I came up
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| They don’t wanna see me shine but I’m iced up
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| Stayed on the grind for the blue bucks
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| I just want the benjamins, count it up!
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| I can’t fuck around with a broke bitch
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| Too many diamonds in the bezel that’s a broke wrist
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| Can’t sleep, I’ma dream about the money
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| Fuck a ho, I’m trying to get hundreds!
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| I was broke, I ain’t ask for a dollar
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| Now I’m rich and I’m counting up guala
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| I was jugging, really taking off masks
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| Twenty-Fifteen Rari' going fast
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| Had to get it as a kid, skipped class
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| Young nigga doing numbers, no math
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| I know you fake-
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| Got benjamins all on my dinner plate
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| I get to the cake
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| You broke as a bitch and you losing weight
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| My squad got nothing but them real niggas
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| If it ain’t about the paper can’t deal with you
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| I’ve been flexing in the mall you can take a picture
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| Woke up in a Rari' -
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| Now that I’m rich, no I’m not sorry
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| Bitches they calling me papi
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| I don’t want to sleep no more, no more
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| I don’t want to eat no more, no more
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| I don’t want to drink no more, no more
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| I don’t want to smoke no more, no more
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| I just want the fucking cash
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| Put it in the paper bag
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| Diamonds blind them like they flashing
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| Bitch I’m rich and niggas mad
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| Look at my diamonds, you get blinded
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| You can’t see me shining
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| You want to hate cause I’m rich?
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| Thinking you the man, you ain’t really doing shit
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| I don’t need nobody
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| Young nigga came up you can’t say nothing about it
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| Bitch never seen the Bugatti
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| Benjamins stuffed in my pocket
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| I’m touring the world
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| You think that I’m giving the fuck about a girl?
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| Put me in the bank with a AK
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| I just want the money, have a nice day
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| You are no problem
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| Addicted to paper for money, I rob it!
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| I ain’t gone lie I done been broke
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| Made it from the chopper with a nice scope
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| Niggas gotta take care of their family
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| Your bitch walk in my crib with no panties
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| Ho look at my diamonds they dancing
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| Keep staring where the fuck is your manners?
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| Now that my name is the topic
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| They flexing on bitches they know that I got it
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| A hundred can’t fit in my wallet
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| I’m walking around with the commas!
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| I don’t want to sleep no more, no more
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| I don’t want to eat no more, no more
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| I don’t want to drink no more, no more
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| I don’t want to smoke no more, no more
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| I just want the fucking cash
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| Put it in the paper bag
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| Diamonds blind them like they flashing
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| Bitch I’m rich and niggas mad |