| Yeah
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| Just stepped on the ground you should bow on it
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| She know that she fine, want that ass to be all mine
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| Might go spend a hunnid thou on it
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| Pull up in a Rolls, in a Lambo, in a G Wagon, I’ll go put a down on it
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| Might buy us a cribo you can walk around the kitchen counter bend that ass and
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| pound on it
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| Buy us a king bed we could fuck around on it
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| Look
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| You just want to run around naked in the crib
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| Drive around the city fuck around with the kid
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| Damn girl you so boujee tell me catch another flick
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| Damn girl you so crazy you say «that's 'cause of the dick»
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| You don’t want me out with anyone you want me home
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| I go get the groceries you stay blowin' up my phone
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| You run out of money just tell me to wire that
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| You say that your new Audi runnin' out of gas
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| Girl I’m tryin' to spoil you and buy your ass a ring
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| I know that we blow money like it’s out of range
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| I’m just tryin' to make a lot and make that money rain
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| Counter go brrrr always tell them keep the change
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| Crazy you’re the one that always tells me how it is
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| I’m the one that’s in the spotlight 'cause I sing
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| I’m the one that’s always on the camera every time
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| I’m the one that’s always making headlines brrrr
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| I don’t trust a opp
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| I got shooters chillin' up on every single block
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| Lot of niggas hatin' waitin' on the boy to flop
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| Lot of people hate the fact I’m getting to the top
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| Yeah
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| Now I rub it slowly in their face
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| So careful these days I’m movin' with a case
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| They ain’t got no motherfuckin' trophies for this place
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| They ain’t got no motherfuckin' loyalty these days
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| Man how you so successful?
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| Please don’t get so angry 'bout that you gon' pop a vessel, oh lord
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| Yeah, you probably feel special
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| Probably sold your soul to the motherfuckin' devil, yes lord
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| And I got it right back
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| Sold myself my soul and I got it right back
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| Hope you caught that last line I’ll bring it right back
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| Sold myself my soul and I got it right back, yeah
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| I’m just motivated I’ve been movin' in the paint
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| I shoot while I’m tipsy so I know I got my aim, look
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| Anybody try me and I’m spillin' their brains
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| Lowkey I’m a monster and I’m ready to break
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| Anything that even tries to come in my way
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| Stay out of my way and please remain in your lane
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| I don’t want to have to ask you nicely again
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| You don’t want to bother tryin' me in the pen
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| I’m a nice guy but my bad side is crazy
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| Homeboy said you livin' large your lifestyle is wavy
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| I still owe a lot to the people that made me
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| But now that I’ve unleashed I wish you luck tryin' to tame me
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| I don’t trust a opp
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| I got shooters chillin' up on every single block
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| Lot of niggas hatin' waitin' on the boy to flop
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| Lot of people hate the fact I’m getting to the top
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| Yeah
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| Now I rub it slowly in their face
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| So careful these days I’m movin' with a case
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| They ain’t got no motherfuckin' trophies for this place
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| They ain’t got no motherfuckin' loyalty these days
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| I’m the one
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| I’m the one to these people, I know
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| I’m the one
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| I’m the one to these people, I know |