| I’m in a Ghini and I’m with a baddie
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| And when we go shopping, I put her in Tisci
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| And it don’t bother me, know that I’m quality
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| No wonder all of these girls wanna keep me
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| Shoutout my section, my diamonds electric
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| They stare when I’m walking inside of the building
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| Told her come over and I barely know her
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| And I bent over and I gave her the business
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| Fresh off the lot, I just got me some options
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| I’ll slide the new coupe or the four door
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| I hit the gas and I’m gone, just like Wheezy
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| I’m outta here, all of my cars gotta turbo
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| Do you even know how many records I’ve sold?
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| Heard your man on the road doing promo
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| You might see me at parties, a rooms full of rappers
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| But I don’t really want to go though
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| I was in traps, dirty pots in the sink
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| When I go back home, I feel like I’ma king
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| Too many chains, now my neck gotta kink
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| Cancel my plans, I’m too high, I can’t link
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| She got her natural hair long
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| And she put shit on and that turn me on the most
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| All of my friends say I’m wrong
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| And she not the one but I flew her coast to coast
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| Everything I get her expensive
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| Take a good girl to the trenches
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| Keep her safe I ain’t really gotta mention
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| My shooters got dreads with extensions
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| Said she got no money, it’s ok though
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| Keep her guapped up, I put her on payroll
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| Stress me out, she hate when I say no
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| Keep me locked in when she give brain though
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| Maybe it’s your face
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| Maybe it’s your lil ass waste, maybe it’s the way that you taste
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| Might be how you talk
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| Might be the way that you walk, thick thighs with a ass on top
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| Give me a kiss
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| Bracelet match your watch, pinky ring flooded with rocks
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| Get it 'fore it drop
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| Everything fresh out the box, Rick Owens, Vetemant socks
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| Pop me a perc and I get on my mode
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| You know my problems, hope you don’t expose
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| You give me yours and I’ll give you my soul
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| Book a jet, tell me where you wanna go
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| Show you the real me, I’m dropping my guard
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| Let her go shopping, I give her my card
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| I get so high that I’m one with the stars
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| Take what I took and I’ll take you to Mars
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| I got some secrets I keep in the dark
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| Only from you who I hate being apart
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| My baby don’t play, Shanaynay her shades
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| Don’t live by the book but we on the same page
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| You just tell me what you want and I got it
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| I’m really balling, girl, stop being modest
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| Wanna be with me you gotta be cautious
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| Keep money flowing, can’t let nothing stop it
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| Everything I get her expensive
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| Take a good girl to the trenches
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| Keep her safe I ain’t really gotta mention
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| My shooters got dreads with extensions
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| Said she got no money, it’s ok though
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| Keep her guapped up, I put her on payroll
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| Stress me out, she hate when I say no
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| Keep me locked in when she give brain though
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| Maybe it’s your face
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| Maybe it’s your lil ass waste, maybe it’s the way that you taste
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| Might be how you talk
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| Might be the way that you walk, thick thighs with a ass on top
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| Give me a kiss
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| Bracelet match your watch, pinky ring flooded with rocks
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| Get it 'fore it drop
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| Everything fresh out the box, Rick Owens, Vetemant socks |