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Grrt Look Look at the flick of the wrist (Whip) I bet you a hundred, one flick of the figure and n***as is gettin' you clipped (Bam) You look like a navy, you n***as is lazy I’m goin' so crazy, I did a one-eighty, my life is amazin' Aside from the bullsh*t, I never been greater All about green like I’m Kimbe and Tatum I run the point like LeBron at the Staples (Check) Whenever you need me, I'm willin' and able If it so happens that I ain't on dodge I run the pack up just to [0:26 ?] (Countin' money) Shoutout to Drizzy, I hope that they free him 'Cause he was just fillin' his bag up with pesos (Free Drizzy) Young n***a wipin' his nose if I say so (Brr) I just keep pilin’ my pockets with queso (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot) Just saw my homie get clipped to the Draco He better shoot it ’cause I could've used it I went from five dollars and clip for the music Been waitin’ on fifty, like I'm in the unit (Up) The price for the grams is like six of them twenties Five every hour, an easy six-hundred My cup runneth over with nothin' but blue faces B*t*h, all them screw faces leave to a**umption (Bam) My youngin be clearin' the scene when he dumpin’ Wearin' the forty like Harrison Barnes (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot) Twenty-one shots like it just became legal Call it the mask 'cause it send you to God It's crazy 'cause all of these rap n***as fraud Subliminal shots on your video blog That ain't your reality, if you was to battle me, it's a fatality, finish 'em off (Finish him) Virgil just sent me a package from France Givenchy and Dior, I'm throwin' it on D'USSE with the ace, like I'm rollin' with Sean (Uh) I seen like a hundred since Ricky and Fonz (Money) VVs on my neck, Rolex on my arm Smoke out that fifty in Florida palms (Ha) Alchemist made me this beat with a bomb (Boom) Choppers everywhere, I live in Sudan (Brr) All this money, ain't no keepin' me calm Turkey sandwiches with bri' and poupon 2020, I can do what I want Yeah, give me, finna give me it all, uh Hahaha, look Yeah, it's Ricky I've been runnin' this sh*t so long, I'ma be honest, it's not even fair N***as is pu**y, that side over there, so why would I care if somebody got aired? (Ha) They switch on my pitch, I'm rich as a b*t*h Knots in my pocket and knots on my hip (Uh-huh) I got your b*t*h, she all on my d**k I told that ho to get out of my hair (Haha) I'm from a city, a lot of despair And mama love, ain't have a dollar to spare You gotta be careful, gotta keep one in the head And don't throw a shot at the air You can not be fearful, I had the Glock on my hip In the spot sellin' product in there, and my eyes be tearful Soon as I found out the news, my lil' n***a got shot in the head, ah (That's my dawg) Might do they interviews (Uh-huh), but I ignore the questions (I do) Never ignore the blessings (For real), you can't ignore the lessons (Not at all) I f**ked the first night then I ignored the texts (Hahaha) You gotta see the signs, b*t*h, you can't ignore the message (Talk to 'em) I made some more investments (Uh-huh) Before I sign them deals that come across my office desk You know us, trust come first, on some Che Noir and Spesh sh*t (What up, family?) You know they can't breathe when I'm in the buildin', that boy asbestos (Uh-huh) You know that boy the freshest (Woo) Know how I pop out, Bugatti skeleton, I pull the watch out (Ah) Play the field like I'm Steph Diggs on a hot route (Ah) I'm eatin' baklava with this b*t*h I flew in from Moscow (Hahaha) You n***as can have the game back, just not now (I got it from here) Machine, b*t*h I'm out of my llama, I'm out of my mind Out of my debt and no matter the climb Stack of the ladder, I'm wavin' the wand Abra Cadabra, you rather the chatter I gather and spin through your block with a Saturn, it's sadder and sadder They call me lover then I grew to fightin' I went up to shoot him, not much of a stabber Not much of a looter, you just a grabber The Ruger's the giver, you just a haver When my n***as rig up, your n***as rag up I dig up a hill just for n***as to drag up You gonna need all of your n***as You formin' a war with your n***as? Well, then, I'ma tag up You want the smoke, n***as the backup I'm the dope, n***as don't back up Wine teen, rusty toast, hind beam, new East Coast Fryin' green, smooth criminal, try lean, dyin' breed Cousins stove and I'ma try and breathe Up the smoke and I'ma try and leave N***a better off tryin' Biden before they ever talk tryin' me That effort get the letter A, you know, the ones followed by an E I rap nice, but I can't spell, 'cause I put the K before I-N-D Wanna get boss, n***a line me, when the chip tossed, n***a, mind me We'll get Kriss Kross'd in the mix, wanna get lost, n***a, find me
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