| Pretty light and I’m gone, ex all in my phone,
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| But tonight I’m in my zone.
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| Said he need some attention, I don’t have time,
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| I found out he been tricking, so I’m about mine.
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| So I’m riding around in that beamer, drop top two seata,
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| He ain’t care about me, so I ain’t stressing him either.
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| Police and them diamonds got them bitches shining,
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| Had the whole club watching and I wasn’t even trying.
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| Bunch of bad bitches rocking, money in the pockets,
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| You can hate it, you can love it, but I bet that you won’t stop it.
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| Name is not an option, we always get it popping,
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| When you’re bad and you’re bossy, you always get on top.
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| Got 'em yellin
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| Pretty red, I don’t need your money, nigga, give me head,
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| Swag on a million, come prepared,
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| Good life, glam life, living it.
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| Ain’t on nothing petty, I’m in my zone,
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| Ain’t on nothing petty, I’m in my zone,
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| Ain’t on nothing petty, I’m in my zone,
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| Ain’t on nothing petty, I’m on Patrone
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| And I’m feeling it.
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| Pretty red, I don’t need your money, nigga, give me head,
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| Swag on a million, come prepared,
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| Good life, glam life, living it.
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| Ain’t on nothing petty.
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| I just made it rain, I’m sober, never lame,
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| Fuck the other side, they’re so irrelevant,
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| Teach you hoes a thing or two about elegance,
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| You don’t fit my standards, up your measurements.
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| Team Louis Vuitton, I’m stepping in, she basic and I’m excellence,
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| Work hard, but I make it look effortless,
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| And that top spot is my residence.
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| Murder everything and then leave no evidence, them rock stars I represent,
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| Jumped off and been running it forever since,
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| Got hits, baby, check my record list.
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| My bank role is indefinite, the main I ain’t got no limit,
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| My diamonds is so expensive, and I keep’em custom fitted.
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| I’m a always go and get it, it ain’t nothing about me timid,
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| See I told 'em I’m a make it, and they live it, 'cause I did it.
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| Got’em yellin
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| Pretty red, I don’t need your money, nigga, give me head,
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| Swag on a million, come prepared,
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| Good life, glam life, living it.
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| Ain’t on nothing petty, I’m in my zone,
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| Ain’t on nothing petty, I’m in my zone,
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| Ain’t on nothing petty, I’m in my zone,
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| Ain’t on nothing petty, I’m on Patrone
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| And I’m feeling it.
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| Pretty red, I don’t need your money, nigga, give me head,
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| Swag on a million, come prepared,
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| Good life, glam life, living it.
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| Ain’t on nothing petty.
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| I’m turned up and I’m going in, the NB, I feel it rolling in.
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| They want my spot, ain’t no controlling them,
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| You just a flop, you wasn’t born to win.
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| Play your role, background, I got the heat, I told her back down.
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| I keep it a hunnid, don’t bring your act around,
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| 'Cause I’m from the streets, I ain’t talking rap now.
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| I just wanna rock, I’m feeling it, I’ve seen the stage, I’m killing it.
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| I’m on that piece of rock, I’m feeling it, glam life, we’re living it.
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| Pretty red, I don’t need your money, nigga, give me head,
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| Swag on a million, come prepared
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| Good life, glam life, living it.
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| Ain’t on nothing petty, I’m in my zone,
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| Ain’t on nothing petty, I’m in my zone,
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| Ain’t on nothing petty, I’m in my zone,
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| Ain’t on nothing petty, I’m on Patrone
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| And I’m feeling it.
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| Pretty red, I don’t need your money, nigga, give me head,
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| Swag on a million, come prepapred
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| Good life, glam life, living it.
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| Ain’t on nothing petty. |