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[Mike Dimes & Dro Kenji] Bezels on bezels I get money, I'm up in my level Breakin' bread with all of my fellows No time for the p*ssy, got occupied schedules No nine to five We ain't f*ckin', then why would I slide? You wastin' your p*ssy A boneified nigga can't chill with the rookies Bro, talk to 'em, Kenji, they keep overlookin' I really mean it when I say expensive And none of these bitches is rich enough to kiss it My wide body Mercеdes don't got a kit But the Glock in the consolе, it's best not to trip I've been up off these Addies like Marvin The Martian I'm so outer space, see, I'm floatin' like a disc And I'm, ooh, drownin' in water, but I cannot swim so I need a lifeguard on my dick (Okay) f*ck, I'm so damn lit Chop' close, f*ck-niggas, keep it in my backpack f*ck, grrah Foot on necks, I ain't never gon' step back Stick close, niggas sending hoes around me Lil' Dro smokin' on big-ass ground beef Car got a POV all around me Smokin' on loud, I'm where the clouds be f*ck, I'm so damn lit Chop' close, f*ck-niggas, keep it in my backpack f*ck, grrah Foot on necks, I ain't ever gonna step back (Okay) [Mike Dimes & Dro Kenji] p*ssy look good, but that's just on Snapchat And I ain't on OnlyFans, so I ain't gon' clap back (Okay, okay) Yeah, she got a man, but I still ain't ask that (Ooh) Old broke-ass bitch askin' for my Cash App She got them cubic zirconias wrapped on her neck And her sugar daddy tryna pay for the rest (No, no, no) Keep on playing these games so I call her my quest After I beat this mission, bet her mom beat my test There was Stacy and Casey, and probably Aretha And they face a canvas, so I made Mona Lisa I can't go on dates, I take them hoes for some pizza Kick her out the house and she gon' act like I tease her (Okay) You know I'm Mike Dimes I never go wine and dine, I think that's a waste of time Nigga, this ice can blind ya I'ma go and remind her that her friend is finer (Okay) f*ck, I'm so damn lit Chop' close, f*ck-niggas, keep it in my backpack f*ck, grrah Foot on necks, I ain't never gon' step back Stick close, niggas sending hoes around me Lil' Dro smokin' on big-ass ground beef Car got a POV all around me Smokin' on loud, I'm where the clouds be f*ck, I'm so damn lit [Dro Kenji] Buckets on me, diamonds water, and it's slidin' off of my wrist (My wrist) She gon' hang around the money-gettin'-niggas I'ma take the ho to Saks and change her life with six (Woah, woah) I made six last night off rapper shit, she think my life so sick I just heard seven fanned out bitches screaming my name like I'm Rick You see me, you see big ass ganja, come here, baby, let's get lit (Okay, okay, lit, lit) Just hit your city, let's get silly, come here, baby, suck this dick It's not a date, bitch, come and find out I'm in the studio, pull up right now I'm so high, turn all the lights out I'm so hot, bring all the ice out f*ck, I'm so damn lit Chop' close, f*ck-niggas, keep it in my backpack f*ck, grrah Foot on necks, I ain't never gon' step back Stick close, niggas sending hoes around me Lil' Dro smokin' on big-ass ground beef Car got a POV all around me Smokin' on loud, I'm where the clouds be (Okay) f*ck
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