| I’m a boss, I might flex on a bitch
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| I ain’t lying, spend a grip on my wrist
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| If she bad I might take her to the red carpet
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| Bought a car, now I’m tryna learn how to start it
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| Bitch you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide
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| Tell your man don’t do you right
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| When I got that money I ain’t change up
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| Bitch you know my name, I got paper
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| I’m a boss, I might flex on a bitch
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| I ain’t lying, spend a grip on my wrist
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| If she bad I might take her to the red carpet
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| Bought a car, now I’m tryna learn how to start it
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| Bitch you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide
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| Tell your man don’t do you right
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| When I got that money I ain’t change up
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| Bitch you know my name, I got paper
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| Bitch you know my name, bitch you know my name
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| Bitch I’m rich forever, put that on my chain
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| Got these haters mad, we got plenty cash
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| And all them hoes put the money in a paper bag
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| Now these haters too salty
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| Do the math, mourine, that’s a ten piece
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| Woke up with a bank on a new day
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| Last night dreaming 'bout a new
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| Wraith
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| Don’t she know me?
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| I’m the GOAT like Kobe
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| I got that check and call the jeweler told him freeze me
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| Word around town that I made it
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| Two freaks, one coupe going crazy
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| I did broke that bitch bed now she stalking me
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| Mommy told me more money, more enemies
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| Had to learn that
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| Bring your girl around me, get your bitch snatched
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| I’m a boss, I might flex on a bitch
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| I ain’t lying, spend a grip on my wrist
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| If she bad I might take her to the red carpet
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| Bought a car, now I’m tryna learn how to start it
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| Bitch you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide
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| Tell your man don’t do you right
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| When I got that money I ain’t change up
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| Bitch you know my name, I got paper
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| I ain’t lying, ayy
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| I ain’t lying, ayy
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| I ain’t lying
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| Got them eyeing my designs from the side
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| Side eyeing all these dogs from behind
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| Throw a bundle in her girdle, make her hunch over, ayy
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| All these rush for it
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| I’m a boss, she gon' work for it
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| She’s the one who hold you down from the first floor, ayy
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| Started from the ground, I’m a vert boy, ayy
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| Slap them rims on it, make them worth more, ayy
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| Spent about a hunnid on the shirt for it, ayy
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| This that type a verse with a hayayaya
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| Goyard on my waist
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| Fell out of love, then I jumped in that Wraith
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| Slid in that at the club with my drum on display
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| From my gums to my range, bust down like a layover
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| I’m a boss, I might flex on a bitch
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| I ain’t lying, spend a grip on my wrist
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| If she bad I might take her to the red carpet
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| Bought a car, now I’m tryna learn how to start it
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| Bitch you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide
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| Tell your man don’t do you right
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| When I got that money I ain’t change up
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| Bitch you know my name, I got paper
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| Gotta stay one hunnid, I can’t change up
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| Bitches wanna fuck me 'cause I’m famous
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| Tell your bitch to leave her face painted
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| She put her number in my phone but I ain’t save it
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| Girl I stay one hunnid, I can’t change up
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| Bitches wanna fuck me 'cause I’m famous
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| Tell your bitch to leave her face painted
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| She put her number in my phone but I ain’t save it
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| I’m a boss, I might flex on a bitch
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| I ain’t lying, spend a grip on my wrist
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| If she bad I might take her to the red carpet
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| Bought a car, now I’m tryna learn how to start it
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| Bitch you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide
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| Tell your man don’t do you right
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| When I got that money I ain’t change up
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| Bitch you know my name, I got paper |