| Shinin' hard 'cause we back up
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| Rose gold from your neck up
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| You know you gon' get stopped tryna check us
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| Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey
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| I’m in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
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| I need to cut some of 'em off, I need help
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| I got some bad tings, I want 'em to myself
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| Had to take the time to cut 'em off, I need help
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| I know how to make the girls go crazy
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| When you treat her like your number one baby
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| Put my bitches on yachts, we don’t do jet-skis
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| Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me
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| No baby, your collection, won’t stand for it
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| You know you’re in relationship with all us
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| I get a few texts a day sayin', «It's all yours»
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| I got a few states on speed dial like good drugs
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| Get in your bag, uh, yeah, get in your bag, uh
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| Hundred new purse for a brat, uh, come to the street, new Jag
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| Chart broke, bitch 'bout to drag
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| Nigga had M’s 'fore ass
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| Got a brand new bitch, who that?
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| Rock the flooded AP, all black
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| White toes, give me a tan
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| Cocaine, kilo tan
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| All a bitch wanna do is shine
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| Audemars, pick which kind
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| I made you a starter
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| You went from a dime to a quarter
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| I cheat code the projects
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| I’m leaving that loud in apartments, yeah
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| Don’t play with a sergeant, I’m ready to spoil it
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| She suck on my dick, I’m hidin' in the closet
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| I’m hidin' the dope, three mil' in the room
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| You get silver spoon, I bought you some goons
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| Shinin' hard 'cause we back up
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| Rose gold from your neck up
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| You know you gon' get stopped tryna check us
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| Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey
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| I’m in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
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| I need to cut some of 'em off, I need help
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| I got some bad tings, I want 'em to myself
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| Had to take the time to cut 'em off, I need help
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| I know how to make the girls go crazy
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| When you treat her like your number one baby
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| Put my bitches on yachts, we don’t do jet-skis
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| Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me
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| I bought the jet-skis
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| Bring the yacht please
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| I made you queen status
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| Check out my lean status
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| I’m in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
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| I put my dick inside her mouth before she left
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| Yeah, I built relationships with all my bitches, yes
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| I put my dick right in her mouth before she act
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| I got your bitch in a backpack
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| I paid extra for the crib, it got a kid shack
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| I paid extra for the crib, it got a game room
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| Got a penthouse in the back, it ain’t my main room
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| Tamika, Jo and Porsche kept it silent
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| That’s the only reason I let 'em fly private
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| Shinin' hard 'cause we back up
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| Rose gold from your neck up
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| You know you gon' get stopped tryna check us
|
| Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey
|
| I’m in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
|
| I need to cut some of 'em off, I need help
|
| I got some bad tings, I want 'em to myself
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| Had to take the time to cut 'em off, I need help
|
| I know how to make the girls go crazy
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| When you treat her like your number one baby
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| Put my bitches on yachts, we don’t do jet-skis
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| Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me |