| Come take a trip to my side, let me show you how it goes
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| We outside early in the morning
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| I’m tryna get it goin', in the zone, yeah, my phone ringin'
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| There he go on the stove, Miracle Whippin'
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| Won’t say goodbye 'cause I ain’t goin' nowhere
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| Pass over the rock, boy, I’ma show you what to do with it
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| Hey, ow
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| Look, I been grindin', grindin', grindin' 'til I came up
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| And I’m still ridin', ridin', ridin' with the same ones
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| Got my connect on the line, now I’m on my way
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| Oh Lord, that money callin', callin', callin', I’ma go for it
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| Yeah, I’ma count it, count it, count it like a dope boy
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| They be like, «Oh boy, oh boy
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| There go the dope boy, dope boy»
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| My nigga with me glizzyed up
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| Riding dirty in the passenger
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| Drive the prices up, it’s goin' up
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| Count too much money, we ain’t count enough
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| Ayy, I been trappin' in the public
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| Housing, stop your rappin', you ain’t on shit
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| Nothin', I change the game with my left wrist
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| Nothin' get stepped on, flame, yeah, my shit lit
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| I got your main on my hit list
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| You gon' be mad when she get this
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| Now she be wildin', wildin' (Wildin', wildin')
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| And I put mileage on her, ride it, ride it
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| Hey, ow
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| Look, I been grindin', grindin', grindin' 'til I came up
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| And I’m still ridin', ridin', ridin' with the same ones
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| Got my connect on the line, now I’m on my way
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| Water whip it, whip it, I can teach you how to chef
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| Let it lock and dry, yeah, I’ma give you all the steps
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| Is you with it? |
| With it? |
| I’ma put you on now
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| You ain’t gotta go to work, tell your boss to calm down
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| Water whip it, whip it, I can teach you how to chef
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| Let it lock and dry, yeah, I’ma give you all the steps
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| Is you with it? |
| With it? |
| I’ma put you on now
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| You ain’t gotta go to work, tell your boss to calm down
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| Hey, ow
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| Look, I been grindin', grindin', grindin' 'til I came up
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| And I’m still ridin', ridin', ridin' with the same ones
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| Got my connect on the line, now I’m on my way
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| Oh Lord, that money callin', callin', callin', I’ma go for it
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| Yeah, I’ma count it, count it, count it like a dope boy
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| They be like, «Oh boy, oh boy
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| There go the dope boy, dope boy»
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| Bitch, I’m a dope boy, dope boy
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| You just a broke boy, broke boy
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| Look, I been grindin', grindin' (Grindin', grindin')
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| And I’m still wildin', ridin', wildin', ridin'
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| Count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count up
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| Count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count up
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| Count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count up
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| Count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count up
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| Count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count up
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| Count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count up
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| Count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count up
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| Count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count up |