| I ain’t skeptical about these diamonds on my wrist
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| I ain’t skeptical about this bitch I’m boutta hit
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| I ain’t skeptical they boutta pull up to my crib
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| I ain’t skeptical he brought a AR with a clip
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| I ain’t skeptical I’m Lil Andi I’m the shit
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| How you gonna pull up to the party with no bitch
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| I got lots of chicks we kick back and make a flick
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| Yeah, I go back and forth the fellas think I hit a lick like woah
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| Yea, back it up I hit a three
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| So open that shit was so free
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| Was hopin you give me a lead
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| Sit back and I’m smokin this weed
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| We party five days in a week
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| I get it right like I’m a geek
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| I never knew you were a freak yeah
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| Don’t chop me down like i’m a tree
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| Blowin up like I’m a star
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| Cuz they be thinking I’m raising the bar
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| They think I’m a fucking mirage
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| I got it parked in my garag
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| Shawty wanna ball
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| Got my pictures on the wall
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| They com for my head till I fall
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| They runnin me down in the mall
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| I ain’t skeptical about these diamonds on my wrist
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| I ain’t skeptical about this bitch I’m boutta hit
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| I ain’t skeptical they boutta pull up to my crib |
| I ain’t skeptical he brought a AR with a clip
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| I got so much drip the water comin out the faucet
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| Got me runnin up pateks they said proceed with caution
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| Yea I’ll never stop my homie got me loaded wallets
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| When they see me win I know they gonna keep on callin
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| I could whip a GTR
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| Soar that shit right to the stars
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| My coupe look like Batman
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| Cuz my suicidal doors are dark
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| Like a knight I’m heavy with my metal but got no guitar
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| I could still fuck on this bitch cuz I’m a fucking superstar
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| Yea, back it up I hit a three
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| So open that shit was so free
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| Was hopin you give me a lead
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| Sit back and I’m smokin this weed
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| We party five days in a week
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| I get it right like I’m a geek
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| I never knew you were a freak yeah
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| Don’t chop me down like i’m a tree
|
| Blowin up like I’m a star
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| Cuz they be thinking I’m raising the bar
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| They think I’m a fucking mirage
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| I got it parked in my garage
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| Shawty wanna ball
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| Got my pictures on the wall
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| They come for my head till I fall
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| They runnin me down in the mall |