| Some gyal ah hype but dem don’t look right
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| Nuff talk but them nah fight
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| Say them ah rapper but them can’t write
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| Use microwave but can’t cook rice
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| Belly fat belly mark up
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| If him cheat you’re a pussy cark up
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| But when mi click mi finger like errup
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| Ah cark ah fi ah send up in that pussy til it buck
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| pussy til it buck
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| Take the trash out let a real nigga in
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| They ain’t fuckin with the kid
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| Labels on ma back
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| cuz they know I’m gonna win
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| Yo, I’m the captain of this ting
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| Name ring bells cuz she does a couple tings
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| But she know she ain’t dis
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| Even if I wrapped dese bitches up in cling
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| Yo dem still wouldn’t sell
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| I was in the shop hiding from the cops
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| Then I was at ur nigga’s house cutting on the crops
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| grindin' in my Loub’s lookin like a boss
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| She say she gettin money, why she lying tell her stop
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| Niggas on ma line saying der in love
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| We aint' even fucked all he did was hit the box
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| Nothin ain’t changed but the diamonds in my watch
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| And the marbles on ma floor that got me dancing in my socks
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| Every day I wake up, just to count ma cake up
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| Buzzing gettin money
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| I don’t know what the day was
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| Diamonds in ma roley
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| Diamond-diamonds in ma roley
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| I ain’t future but I swear I got the keys
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| Don’t know Floyd but I’m with the money team
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| Flow butterfly on the beat
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| I be getting high check the ice on my teeth
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| I be busy getting to the riches
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| Call my side nigga just to do the dishes
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| All I do is floss
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| Pussy, I aint’never took a loss, ya mad?
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| Only pretty women in ma kitchen
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| Money stay looking like digits
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| Don’t compare me to no mutha-fuckin nigga
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| Compare me to dem niggas that be winning
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| Black rims, black range, shit killa
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| Big brown club batty for ya dinner
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| black leather got ma titties looking bigger
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| Eyo nessa let it rain on a nigga
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| I don’t know another that can do it
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| If ya find her tell her she already losing
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| Rich Donnas Rich Donnas in my set
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| Even DJ Khalid told me I’m the best
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| You think I’m lying?
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| My brother told me go on let them bitches copy
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| Let them try and use your image as a hobby
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| He told me sis you ain’t even gotta worry
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| Even if ya show em how to do it they won’t do it properly
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| Cuz they ain’t the real ting
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| Lily knows they ain’t the real ting
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| Even labels know they ain’t the real ting
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| Thats why they all up on my phone tryna give me everything
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| They tryna find a plug n call it Nemo
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| But when they found the plug they called that chick Moschino
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| Ey All I rock is that Moschino
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| Diamonds in ma roley
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| Di-diamonds in ma roley
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| Diamonds on ma body weighing kilos |