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Yeah, ayy, okay Mmm, mmm, mmm I do not play by the rules Devo this sh*t hard I do not play by the rules, they can not slow me down They see that I'm makin' moves, want be my homie now Shawty is datin' ole dude, but she wanna blow me now Don't tell me what you gon' do, you gotta show me now I'm in the city with biddies, they showin' they titties, they f**kin' with me Pull up to Dyckman, Dominican shorties, be really be lookin' O.D Moncler coat in the NYC with a P.Y.T. and she all on me Cartier shades and it's dark outside, but I only got 'em on 'cause I'm high O.D Move like Obama, I just bought a llama I named it Osama, it solve all the drama Just got a comma, spent that on my momma 'Cause being dead broke ain't a family trauma I'm givin' all of these hood n***as hope Showin' them n***as, ain't gotta sell dope Take a percentage and show you the ropes Business is business, you know how that go I got the money, the fame, and b*t*hes I'm f**kin' your misses, she really don't love you I'ma just fly her ass out of the country And play with the kitty, but never gon' cuff you 5 star meals when I eat these days, my homie just told me I'm boujee Friday night's in the L.A lights, let's make a f**kin' movie I do not play by the rules, they can not slow me down They see that I'm makin' moves, want be my homie now Shawty is datin' ole dude, but she wanna blow me now Don't tell me what you gon' do, you gotta show me now I'm in the city with biddies, they showin' they titties, they f**kin' with me Pull up to Dyckman, Dominican shorties, be really be lookin' O.D Moncler coat in the NYC with a P.Y.T. and she all on me Cartier shades and it's dark outside, but I only got 'em on 'cause I'm high O.D Need that gas and I roll that gas, and I hit that gas, now I'm high so fast Rolls Royce Wraith with a V-12 engine, I'ma hit that gas, I'ma swerve right pass Young rich n***a, I don't take no sh*t I'll beat a n***a ass 'cause I ain't no b*t*h Ain't no cap 'cause it's real life n***a, 'cause it ain't no script and it ain't no skit Flex O.D. 'cause I made me a milli' and I did it own my own, I'ma childhood rough Bad b*t*h with me and she off that stuff, by 12 I'ma f**k, if she cuff that's tough You think you know but you really don't know, I had to choose the right path I would go Could've sold drugs 'cause I really was poor, but I was smart, man, I know how that go I do not play by the rules, they can not slow me down They see that I'm makin' moves, want be my homie now Shawty is datin' ole dude, but she wanna blow me now Don't tell me what you gon' do, you gotta show me now I'm in the city with biddies, they showin' they titties, they f**kin' with me Pull up to Dyckman, Dominican shorties, be really be lookin' O.D Moncler coat in the NYC with a P.Y.T. and she all on me Cartier shades and it's dark outside, but I only got 'em on 'cause I'm high O.D
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