| It’s fourth quarter, I’m down by two
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| First 500 bands, I’ma buy that coupe
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| Got 'em on my drip, tryna see what I do
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| Every time I set a trend, they follow my moves
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| Grind all winter, I’ma shine all summer
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| Big, big body Benz, I ain’t talkin' no Hummer
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| I’ma fuck one time, then change my number
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| I’ma fuck one time, then change my number
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| Ayy, they on my wood like a surfboard
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| I ain’t say this was easy, I worked for it
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| Buy her Fendi, Givenchy and Dior
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| I done ran up a sack, but I need more
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| Hold up, wait, let me talk my shit
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| Brand new house in the A, what I bought my bitch
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| First 500K I’ma buy that Benz
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| Feelin' just like Drake, screamin' no new friends
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| Got it trendin', my trap steady settin' them trends
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| I can’t fuck 'cause she might go tell her friends
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| Hit the plug every tour, I think I’m Hannah Montana
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| Every time I look around, they got my name in the window
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| Runnin' this shit at 19
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| I feel like the don, Fendi and Louis Vuitton
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| 2019 is my year
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| Built a system, it’s done, I’m finna go number one
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| I’ma stack 'til I reach me a mil'
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| Fuck how they feel, I’ma still keep me a gun
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| Drop to my knees and I pray to the Lord
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| You can keep the whole wad, I just want the reward
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| If you live by the gun you gon' die by the sword
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| I just left out the mall with some Christian Diors
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| Get some head in the bed, we can fuck on the floor
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| Eat and you stall, man, the choice always yours
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| I be rockin' designer that they can’t afford
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| No love boy shit, grown man, Tom Ford
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| Your bitch eat dick, got us niggas on the floor
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| That shit they wore, I done already wore
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| It’s fourth quarter, I’m down by two
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| First 500 bands, I’ma buy that coupe
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| Got 'em on my drip, tryna see what I do
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| Every time I set a trend, they follow my moves
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| Grind all winter, I’ma shine all summer
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| Big, big body Benz, I ain’t talkin' no Hummer
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| I’ma fuck one time, then change my number
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| I’ma fuck one time, then change my number
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| Ayy, they on my wood like a surfboard
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| I ain’t say this was easy, I worked for it
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| Buy her Fendi, Givenchy and Dior
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| I done ran up a sack, but I need more
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| Steady rockin' Off-White, my drip off-limits
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| Two cups, crushed ice, I sip authentic
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| I don’t play no games, I ain’t with no gimmicks
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| Call me lil' bitter, mean nine in it
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| Hold my own weight, no Planet Fitness
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| Gotta clear this check, like five million
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| Long clip in the TEC, no I ain’t friendly
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| Stack up these blues more than I spend it
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| Ballin', my handles Juwanna Mann
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| I made a bag off a pack, marijuana bands
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| I met a grower in Cali, no money man
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| These niggas actin' just like me, no funny cam
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| Rap is a gamble, I just bet a hundred grand
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| Ridin' with the dick when I shot like a hundred rounds
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| One of the realest, I am the hardest
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| I’m from the streets, I’m from the projects
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| I made a check, I love deposits
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| Bitch in Givenchy, if not, I’ma buy it
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| Pack just came in and it’s stained like the garbage (Yeah)
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| Pack just came in and it’s stained like the garbage
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| I know they hate that I’m ballin', Vince Carter
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| It’s fourth quarter, I’m down by two
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| First 500 bands, I’ma buy that coupe
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| Got 'em on my drip, tryna see what I do
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| Every time I set a trend, they follow my moves
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| Grind all winter, I’ma shine all summer
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| Big, big body Benz, I ain’t talkin' no Hummer
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| I’ma fuck one time, then change my number
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| I’ma fuck one time, then change my number
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| Ayy, they on my wood like a surfboard
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| I ain’t say this was easy, I worked for it
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| Buy her Fendi, Givenchy and Dior
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| I done ran up a sack, but I need more |