| Watch me get that cash, bitch
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| Don’t worry 'bout my past, bitch
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| 'Cause every move I make, I make it better than the last, bitch
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| Ooh
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| Smoking OG gas bags, when I’m in a drop top
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| Colored diamonds on my shit, they look just like pop rocks
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| Ooh
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| Chopper in the trunk, it’s as big as a boombox
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| And the clip longer than a motherfucking tube sock
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| Ooh
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| They playing poker, they bluffing
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| I flex on that bitch, it ain’t nothing
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| Don’t care bout the season, no cuffing
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| I’m only cuffing that money
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| She’ll do it all for a hundred, she hop on that dick like a bunny
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| Walk up on him now he running
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| And all my music, she be bumping
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| But she ain’t, 'cause she ugly
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| That clip hold 50, he keep dumping
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| Bitch I turned nothing to something
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| My pockets fat, just like a pumpkin
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| I put the money in a duffel
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| I don’t know you, I can’t trust you
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| No fast break, I gotta hustle
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| Rather show you than rebuttal
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| I’m chasing a sack, I can’t cuddle
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| Y’all talk it over, go huddle
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| Put words together like it’s Ruzzle
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| My jewelry dripping like a puddle
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| I can survive in the jungle
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| My shooter keep jacking my lumber
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| I swear to God I cannot fumble
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| My hair is long just like Rapunzel
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| Ain’t talking if it ain’t bout the numbers
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| Bitch we balling like the Thunder
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| Say that shit that make 'em wonder
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| Keep a tool just like a plumber
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| Bitch I need 3 for an onion
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| My pockets is soft like a dumpling
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| If we see you, we gon' crush you
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| Yeah, Yeah!
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| Watch me get that cash, bitch
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| Don’t worry 'bout my past, bitch
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| Cause every move I make, I make it better than the last, bitch
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| Ooh
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| Smoking OG gas bags, when I’m in a drop top
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| Colored diamonds on my shit, they look just like pop rocks
|
| Ooh
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| Chopper in the trunk, it’s as big as a boombox
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| And the clip longer than a motherfucking tube sock
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| Ooh |