| I’m on the rise, she wanna ride, yeah yeah
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| I want the bag, she want it back, yeah yeah
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| I want the cash, she want the flash, yeah yeah
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| Pushing the gas, moving it fast, yeah yeah
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| I’m on the rise, she wanna ride, yeah yeah
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| I want the bag, she want it back, yeah yeah
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| I want the cash, she want the flash, yeah yeah
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| Pushing the gas, moving it fast, yeah yeah
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| I’m in a rush, see me hop out of the coupe
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| I cannot drive, call up the Uber to swoop
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| Pouring the wok, cook me a soup
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| Kick down the door I’ma shoot
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| Mixing that planet of apes
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| Fuck with the bae, pull up with choppers we spray
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| Made a mistake, coming in here with your bae
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| yeah we gon ride on that wave
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| Riding that wave, none of these bitches is safe
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| Calling my phone, none of your numbers is saved
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| I hit decline, cause none of you bitches behave
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| Chasing the bag, way too much caught in my shades
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| I’m on the rise, she wanna ride, yeah yeah
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| I want the bag, she want it back, yeah yeah
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| I want the cash, she want the flash, yeah yeah
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| Pushing the gas, moving it fast, yeah yeah
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| I’m on the rise, she wanna ride, yeah yeah
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| I want the bag, she want it back, yeah yeah
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| I want the cash, she want the flash, yeah yeah
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| Pushing the gas, moving it fast, yeah yeah |