| I’m gon' stay alive, yeah
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| My bitch she so thick, but she look Asian from her tribe (Let's go)
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| Tattoos on my face, but I still got a job, uh
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| I done got too rich, I don’t walk, bitch, I just glide
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| Listen, I got different kinds, uh (Ay)
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| I got different bitches (Ay), Butter Pecan on the side (Ay, ay)
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| Christian Dior on my suit, but it’s Gucci on my tie (Ay, ay)
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| I told your bitch my name was James 'cause we had a Bond (Ay)
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| Woah, and she got a man, but tattoo my name on her thigh (Hey)
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| Why these bitches fraudin', why these bitches always lying? |
| (Yeah)
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| I don’t want that lil' bitch, because that hoe is not mine
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| Off-White, this not bige, yeah
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| My bitch said I’m evil, uh, sh keep burning sage, yeah
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| I’m back on that (Lil Uzi), this that Luv is Rage, yeah
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| Droptop coupe, no brains, I be geeked up, outer space, yeah
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| Off-White, this not beige (Uh)
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| Chrome Heart, this not beige, got a bitch, I’m in the A (Woah)
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| Damn, I miss my niggas… |