| That Beamer x6 look just like spaceship
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| Different brands on, I don’t like to match it
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| Try to show me love, whatever that is
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| These niggas hating, need to find a passion
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| Oh, you look rich on the gram?
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| That shits catfish
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| Just ran through the whole ounce, need more to manage
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| She said she like my sound, now niggas take it
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| I’m hungry, I’m on my grind, on my mixtape shit
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| And that gas revive me
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| Geeked up its highkey
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| My baby beside me
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| On my body is McQueen
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| Light up (light it up)
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| Fat backwood
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| Make my body feel good
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| Baby fuck me like you should girl
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| Hey, they can’t fuck like I could girl
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| Woah, woah, that Gelato got me moving slow
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| Found this on my own
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| Never honor roll
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| Watch me kill that bankroll, hey
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| Yeah, I told you I was on my grind, skate
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| Can’t do molly that shit make my mind race
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| Take my turtleneck, Armani leather on my waist
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| Only time I shop at Neiman when I
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| I’m a sinner, I’m a sinner, I admit
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| Diamonds on my wrist make that nigga throw a fit
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| BB on my belt. |
| yours is counterfeit
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| The rhinestones are purple, they don’t match my fit
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| Once you see the red Beamer you cannot counter it
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| Said she like my style and she think I’m kinda rich
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| You niggas throw in the towel, that’s why you average
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| Attractive to the bag like that shit a magnet
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| That Beamer x6 look just like spaceship
|
| Different brands on, I don’t like to match it
|
| Try to show me love, whatever that is
|
| These niggas hating, need to find a passion
|
| Oh, you look rich on the gram?
|
| That shits catfish
|
| Just ran through the whole ounce, need more to manage
|
| She said she like my sound, now niggas take it
|
| I’m hungry, I’m on my grind, on my mixtape shit
|
| That Beamer x6 look just like spaceship
|
| Different brands on, I don’t like to match it
|
| Try to show me love, whatever that is
|
| These niggas hating, need to find a passion
|
| Oh, you look rich on the gram?
|
| That shits catfish
|
| Just ran through the whole ounce, need more to manage
|
| She said she like my sound, now niggas take it
|
| I’m hungry, I’m on my grind, on my mixtape shit
|
| And that gas revive me
|
| Geeked up its highkey
|
| My baby beside me
|
| On my body is McQueen
|
| Light up (light it up)
|
| Fat backwood
|
| Make my body feel good
|
| Baby fuck me like you should girl
|
| Hey, they can’t fuck like I could girl
|
| Woah, woah, that Gelato got me moving slow
|
| Found this on my own
|
| Never honor roll
|
| Watch me kill that bankroll, hey
|
| Yeah, I told you I was on my grind, skate |