| Yeah, trap out of bed 'bout it
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| Young niggas pull up with sticks, we gon' hit 'bout it
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| Ain’t askin' nobody, man, man, we shootin' off the rip
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| Ain’t askin' no questions, I just come to hit
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| When I’m in the booth, man, I’m droppin' a hit
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| When they make a diss, I’ma get that boy hit
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| My diamonds, they hit, your bitch get hit
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| Nigga, I’ma shoot, I’m a young rich stepper, who the fuck is you?
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| Pull on they block, I got the birds
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| Pull up in that Porsche Panamera and you know what we do
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| We hittin' off the rip, I ain’t doin' no talkin' to you
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| Turn that boy just to a ghost like Casper
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| The Lambo or the Urus, which one go faster?
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| I’m all in the club, the Perc' is kickin' my ass
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| I’m boolin' on ZaZa, you know I got gas
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| This not a trick question, you reach for my chain, I’ma blast
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| Bad ass bitch with a fake ass
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| Cookie cocaine, straight glass
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| I got them hitters that blitz and they comin' for nothin'
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| These niggas be snitchin', they droppin' a dime off a dozen
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| Hit, hit, hit, I got the AR-15 with the glick
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| SRT, mini man ninety, spark at it, book at it, diamonds, the Cartier rich
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| I came up from trappin' and sellin' them bricks
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| Finesse the whole world, you can’t have shit
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| How in the fuck did he go and do this?
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| Ice on my bezels, the top of the wrist
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| Two-tone the medal, I rock out and rockstar his bitch
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| Big Draco, baby, you know I’m the shit |