| Yeah, yeah, uh
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy
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| Told her come here, put this dick in yo' mouth
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| I get them packages shipped to the south
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| Uh, L462 gang
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| NFL, catchin' plays, Randy Moss (Moss)
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| I ain’t trippin' 'bout age, take it off (Yeah)
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| Niggas all on my dick, get 'em off (Get 'em off)
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| I took off like a rocket, no Paul (Take off)
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| Bitch, I just had my back on the wall (Yeah)
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| Now you see all my racks standin' tall (Yeah)
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| How I’ma go shop at Saks when I get the sack?
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| Don’t look at the tags no more (Ayy)
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| I get the bag and it’s blue (Yeah)
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| I had racks in the mattresses, too (Cash)
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| I can put a bad bitch in her mood (Bitch)
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| In my bag, I ain’t thinkin' 'bout school (Uh)
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| Off the dome, I ain’t doin' no writin' (Uh-uh)
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| Thunder clip, you get hit with some lightning
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| I could have fucked on his bitch
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| But she sucked on my dick 'cause I heard that her pussy was triflin'
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| Big baguettes, my neck like a ice tray (Baguettes)
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| I keep hearin' these niggas don’t like me (Don't like me)
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| But these niggas is bitches, won’t fight me (On God)
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| She can suck on my dick, but don’t bite me (Bitch)
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| If I did some', I bet they won’t write me (They won’t)
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| Rock Supreme when I want, like a hypebeast (Hypebeast)
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| I’m just tryna find out what the hype be (What the hype be)
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| Peepin' these designer Air Forces, I never downgraded from Nike
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| Now I’m on the road, and I’m doin' shows
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| And I be still givin' my brothers them bows (Yeah)
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| Some niggas hate that I’m rappin'
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| My mama hate that I’m trappin' (Hate, hate)
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| Niggas ain’t think this would happen (Uh)
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| Remember they said I couldn’t rap, so now for a feature, you know I be taxin'
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| (Yeah)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I fucked her yesterday, fucked on her friend today (Bitch)
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| Bitch, I feel like the man today (On God)
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| Think I might hide from the cam' today (Uh)
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| I ain’t tryna see fans today (Uh-uh)
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| Big bankroll, made bands today (Big bands)
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| I’ma stuff my pants today (My pants)
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| Can’t count all these bands I made (Uh)
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| But I know my account got a lot
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| I want some diamonds to sit in the face of the watch (Uh)
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| Maybe I’ll get me a Patek Philippe (Uh)
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| I got my lil' bitch on fleek (Uh)
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| My lil' baby a lil' thot on her knees (Uh, uh)
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| I be makin' hella guala, that’s cheese
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| Double C, no, she ain’t rockin' no Pink (She don’t)
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| You can’t name no bitch that’s out of my league
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| And you can’t name a nigga hotter than me
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| Pull up, I hop out and I bling (Bling)
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| Push start, bitch, I don’t need no keys (Skrrt)
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| I’m tryna put diamonds on top my teeth (Uh-huh)
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| I cannot date her if she not a freak (Not a freak)
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| I’ma pull up, get the check then I leave (Get the check)
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| I got a coat on, my diamonds on freeze (On freeze)
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| Loyalty, that’s all I want around me (Around me)
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| They can say all what they want about me
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| 'Cause lil' bitch I’m up and I don’t give a fuck, if a nigga try reach for my
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| chain, I’ma bust (Pow)
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| In Calabasas, I’m smokin' on stank, you need more than Febreze, man,
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| this shit smellin' musk (This ass)
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| Heard you wan' ride, you get thrown to the snakes all you niggas ain’t silent,
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| the fuck could I trust? |
| (Fuck)
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| I’m in a Maybach, I kick back, and relax for the days I went on the bus
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| It took some time and this shit was a lot
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| Now I’m livin' it up
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| I’m outta state, I can’t get me no sleep, and I’m geeked off the addy,
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| I’m puttin in work
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| And the opps ain’t active, opps ain’t slidin' 'cause they know they bound to
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| get hurt
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| I might fuck around, go rob her best friend, then go talk about it in a verse
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| (In a verse)
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| Say you want smoke nigga, up it (Up it)
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| Wrap up his body and dump it (I dump it)
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| She blowin' my dick like a trumpet (Like a trumpet)
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| Why y’all said that my music triumphant? |
| (Yeah)
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| Lean, no, no-no, no-no
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| Big Backwood gassin' me
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| Racks on me, I ball out, just pass to me
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| Bitch that’s boof, ain’t gassin' me
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| Blue strip bills I’m glad to see (Glad to see)
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| I make a hunnid bands casually
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| Runnin' straight to the bank, and they askin' me (Askin' me)
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| Not over
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| Nobody ever told me that the pain stay around when you get older, oh (Yeah,
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| yeah)
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| No, I don’t know her, she just want some clout (Clout)
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| Told her come here, put this dick in yo' mouth (Yeah)
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| I get them packages shipped to the south (Yeah)
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| I need that back, ain’t afraid to come out (Come out)
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| Niggas they don’t know me, they just know my name (Haha)
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| So don’t trust what they say (On God, them niggas been actin' like they know me
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| like)
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| Has to come from me 'cause they will lie straight to your face, yeah (Y'all
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| niggas don’t fuckin' know me)
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| Actin' like y’all niggas fuckin' know me, y’all niggas don’t know me (On God)
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| Them niggas hate on me, suck my fuckin' dick if you don’t fuck with me (On God)
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| All my supporters, I love y’all niggas (L462 gang)
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| Only the motherfuckin' realest, bitch |