| I’m back on the road, uh, I’m back in that kitchen
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| This bitch out of control, she all in my business
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| Baby, let me know what you want for Christmas
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| I just caught the load, gave it to my niggas
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| This thirty thousand whole, let’s throw it on them bitches
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| In a minute, I’ma send it
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| I can’t hit the road, I got cases pending
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| All my bitches cold, got they makeup finished
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| Hit the corner store, bitches want some liquor
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| She wanna blow my dome 'cause that Perc' up in her
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| I just fucked a nigga bitch, all it took was some liquor
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| Seen some shit on the dark web, a nigga tried to sell his liver
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| Used a fake credit card, I didn’t pay for my dinner
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| Swiped my bitch some makeup, it was made by Kylie Jenner
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| I’ll scam anybody, don’t really care about your gender
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| Really active in them stores, I’m tryna hide from all the cameras
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| Scammed a Young Thug wannabe, he from Atlanta
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| Pour that drank up, goddamn, I miss that Fanta
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| I might whip me up a Patek, buy an Aston
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| She from overseas, yeah, she speaking Spanish
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| But she can’t hit my scene 'cause she dramatic
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| Oh, you really wanna ride? |
| Wanna slide with me?
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| I’m too high up off the lean, can you drive for me?
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| Ooh, I’m cookin' ****, wanna ride with me?
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| I’m too high up off the drink, can you drive for me? |
| Ooh
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| I just fucked a bitch named Christine
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| Then I sold a nigga some green lean
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| Left a pussy-ass nigga dead on the scene
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| I heard you got kicked out, you late on your bills
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| You shop at Forman Mills, flexin' fake bills
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| I sold him fake pills, a comment got him killed
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| Punchin' online with credit cards, I just caught a steal
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| At the liquor store gettin' some 'Woods, I just caught an opp
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| My bitch got China white, lean lean
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| Ain’t no beatin' us, the dream team
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| Yeah, I’m king status, supreme me
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| Welcome to the rewards of bein' me
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| Uh, this shit, it get so serious, it get so berious
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| Don’t call me Vin Diesel when you get me furious
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| VVS straight from Africa, it’s from Siberia
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| Put that work up in the Acura, yeah
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| Oh, you really wanna ride? |
| Wanna slide with me?
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| I’m too high up off the lean, can you drive for me?
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| Ooh, I’m cookin' ****, wanna ride with me?
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| I’m too high up off the drink, can you drive for me? |
| Ooh
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| (Beatgang) |