| Blacka
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| Blacka, blacka, can’t stop us
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| Ridding round to that boon tune
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| Free Iman, cause him lock up
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| I don’t do the Azonto
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| Money dance with my shotters
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| I got things up in Congo
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| Shout to all my G’s in Kinshasha
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| Yeah, yeah
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| I got double C’s on my crep
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| I think your favorite rapper’s in debt
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| Your favorite bitch up on Instagram
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| One post I’ll leave the bitch wet
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| Call up my jeweler, bring the Patek
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| I got big bands to protect
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| I got my young boys in check
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| One phone call, they’ll aim for you neck
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| Now I just wake up and I think money
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| Got a trap phone, that just print money
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| Lobster tails and Ace of Spades
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| I swear, a nigga eat and I drink money
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| Send a toast to my broke days
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| Now my shirt’s linen and my coats suede
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| Best pray a nigga just stays up
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| You don’t wanna see my old ways
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| Bla- bla- blacka
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| Blacka, blacka, can’t stop us
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| Ridding round to that boon tune
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| Free Iman, cause him lock up
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| I don’t do the Azonto
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| Money dance with my shotters
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| I got things up in Congo
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| Shout to all my G’s in Kinshasha
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Trilla, drilla, on my side
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| Tell your bitcha, it’s a vibe
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| Get my gwapa, lost your mind
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| choppa, it’s a high
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| Make a boy boom, bye bye
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| Man, a enemy get slide
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| That’s how it goes in the south side
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| Boom, boom, jump in a ride
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| Driver, don’t stop at all
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| Step on the gas, don’t lose control
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| Fuck all my ops, make money and ball
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| All my G’s inside, yeah, bang off the wall
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| Blacka
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| Blacka, blacka, can’t stop us
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| Ridding round to that boon tune
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| Free Iman, cause he lock up
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| I don’t do the Azonto
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| Money dance with my shotters
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| I got things up in Congo
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| Shout to all my G’s in Kinshasha
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| Yeah, yeah
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| I turned old racks into new bands
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| I built this brick with my two hands
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| YSL with the Valentino
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| I’m in the trap mixing two brands
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| Two brands when I
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| Two girl when I’m sexing
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| Money make a girl squint it
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| What the fuck was I thinking (Wow, wow, wow)
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| I don’t know what the fuck you’s thinking
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| Ten years, my phone has been rinsing
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| Fam I love bitches and racks
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| So I stay jugging and pimping
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| Pimp your thing on a regular
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| All my G’s dem get bread you kna
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| The girl dem laugh when we flexin' her
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| Bad man, we set it off
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| Blacka
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| Blacka, blacka, can’t stop us
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| Ridding round to that boon tune
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| Free Iman, cause he lock up
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| I don’t do the Azonto
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| Money dance with my shotters
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| I got things up in Congo
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| Shout to all my G’s in Kinshasha
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Bla, bla, Blacka
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| Blacka, blacka, can’t stop us
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| Ridding round to that boon tune
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| Free Iman, cause he lock up
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| I don’t do the Azonto
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| Money dance with my shotters
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| I got things up in Congo
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| Shout to all my G’s in Kinshasha
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| Yeah, yeah |