| Twelve-figure estate plan, that was the escape plan
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| But hate investigatin', that shit was a waste, man
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| But wait, I stopped the facin' 'cause shit just start erasin'
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| But wait, it opened gates and this shit just start paradin', olé (Let's go)
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| We out the basement, on one floor where it's vacant
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| She feelin' anxious to be out where it's dangerous, okay (It's lit)
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| Love how the chains hit, especially how I bang it, okay
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| Jamaican-Spanglish, she mixed up in her language, hey bae (Yeah)
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| That WAP need draining, just havе it if you singing, okay (Woah)
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| Fuck that Birkin, she just need some encouragеment (Uh)
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| Fix that attitude, she think she need a surgeon, okay
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| And show some gratitude, I put you in that altitude, okay
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| It's stuck like magnets do, I put you in that magnitude, oh, hey (Yeah)
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| I embrace the pussy, I'm not tryna embarrass you (Straight up, ahh)
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| Okay, I got a lavish crew, me and Chase the rocker dated you (Woo, Woo)
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| Me and Bizzy trap, I'm not a rapper, a lot I do, a lot at you
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| A film director, Helter Skelter, off the seltzer like it's juice (Let's go, yeah)
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| Twelve figure estate plan, that was the escape plan
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| But hate investigatin', that shit was a waste, man (Right)
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| But wait, I stopped the facin' 'cause shit just start erasin'
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| But wait, it opened gates and this shit just start paradin', olé
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| We out the basement, on one floor where it's vacant (It's lit)
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| She feelin' anxious to be out where it's dangerous, okay (It's lit)
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| Love how the chains hit, especially how I bang it, okay
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| Jamaican-Spanglish, she mixed up in her language, hey bae
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| Niggas dyin' for the chain around my neck, that's Life Alert (Ooh)
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| I be tryin' not to go back in my ways, I can't revert (Ooh)
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| The excursion, them seven seas, I drop her off at Turks (Yeah)
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| If it's static, then I'm having .50 drop 'em off at church
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| Up early rolling up a Benny, she just wanna taste the candy (Yeah, yeah)
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| Prolly soaking up her panties, nasty when she off the— (Woo, woo)
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| Bust a move, I'm Marco Angie, I just went and bought a planet
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| Nah, that shit was never planted (Yeah)
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| Twelve figure estate plan, that was the escape plan
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| But hate investigatin', that shit was a waste, man
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| But wait, I stopped the facin' 'cause shit just start erasin'
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| But wait, it opened gates and this shit just start paradin', olé
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| We out the basement, on one floor where it's vacant
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| She feelin' anxious to be out where it's dangerous, okay
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| Love how the chains hit, especially how I bang it, okay
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| Jamaican-Spanglish, she mixed up in her language, hey bae
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| Yeah |