| Most of y’all don’t get it and most of y’all ain’t shit
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| Only hard post at it, shit bizarre and I’m sick
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| Don’t pull my card when I bet it
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| I’m pushing all of my chips
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| Only trust a bitch as far as I can throw her!
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| And I really don’t lift Still got the weight on my shoulders
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| I ain’t ask for all this, But I won’t budge, won’t crack I won’t trip
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| I don’t care what it was just know that it
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| Is what it is, word to kirk in the clique
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| Shows lit, tell the bitch don’t come to back stage, if she ain’t flashing no
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| tits
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| I told this bitch I’m cold as shit Im over it
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| No distractions Im focusing, I made it happen
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| Ive been living in the moment since
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| I got a little bit of guap and I set up shop
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| They ask me «How did I get started? |
| How’d I get on top?
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| I invested in myself, I don’t gotta spend a lot
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| Any good investment take a couple years, Hell strong
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| Now Im bout to make a Milly off of penny stock
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| Bit coin, Nyck coined the phrase
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| If you a bitch boi, don’t join the craze
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| Im lit boy big shot making big noise
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| You get smoked real quick like a thin joint
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| I ain’t doing no shows anymore for the love
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| Do a set it should take for the invoice
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| (Lorraine Bracco: Who the hell do you think you are?)
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| Y’all already know the name motherfucker
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| Its the N-Y-C-K-C-A-U-T-I-O-N, y’all know how I do
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| Used to be involved now Im mentally removed
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| With you and everything that you do
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| Bada boom bada bing gottas couple of guineas from Italy
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| In the restaurant, low-key playing a scene
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| Real mob-ties now I’m really in the bathroom
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| Underneath the seat, If you trip, well I gotta peek
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| Most of y’all don’t get it and most of y’all ain’t shit
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| Shit bizarre and Im sick
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| I’ll see you in hell (X11)
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| Vacation in Hell coming to a city near you |