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(Low the Great) Wait, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up Chanel feet, Amiri jeans, Bape shirt, this a light day b*t*hes think they cute, b*t*h, you ain't even top eight On my mama, she ain't get no d**k, but I got face n***as always talkin' 'bout what they coulda did Coulda f**ked your b*t*h, coulda f**ked your mama, n***a, what's your point? I'm on point, n***as still buyin' Champion, annoying Dusty-ass b*t*h rockin' Champion, she boring I'm on Manchester Ave slidin' on the opps, I'm scoring Finna take a n***a b*t*h slidin' in a super foreign She ain't charge up her Cash App, ooh, damn, she boring Why this b*t*h keep textin' me talkin' 'bout she horny? Had to kick her to the curb, told her go and get some money Pick 'em up, f**k, and make her catch the bus home Custom Off-White bedsheets just to f**k on Like an enemigo at the park, she got bust on I don't tell a b*t*h to leave, I tell her get the f**k on b*t*h, get the f**k on, you already got bust on b*t*h, this Gucci, Louis V, don't touch on me I smell like money, b*t*h, I got a hundred up on me I'm finna up the score if you think you runnin' up on me I just bought the store, now my mama really proud of me I'm at your b*t*h house every day like she adopted me I'm gone in thirty minutes if she ain't already toppin' me n***a asked if I hit his b*t*h, I said, "Probably" Soul touchin', I can make your mama feel it in her stomach Like a trampoline, when I call, I got your b*t*h jumpin' Said I can't f**k if I don't eat pu**y, but I still f**k Her n***a made her share her location, but she still comin' Her n***a made her share her location, but she still comin' d**k, that's the only thing she take, she gon' steal somethin' D2 b*t*h, she ratchet, but this b*t*h still runnin' n***as buyin' Champion, why these n***as still bummin'? n***as buyin' Champion, why these n***as still bummin'? I just spit fifty out the Uzi, n***as still runnin' I just poured eight up out the lean like I spilled somethin' City of the champions, n***a, go and kill somethin' When I come around, n***as make they b*t*h leave I don't know how tall she is, the b*t*h always on her knees Keep these broke n***as out my face, I might sneeze, b*t*h, please On god, if you ain't suckin' d**k, leave You ain't suckin' d**k, leave, I'll make a b*t*h bleed Spent eighty on a beam and stuffed eighty in my jeans Still bangin' BT, thuggin' on the backstreet They gon' walk past me, you get your ass beat, bop Left the tag on my shirt, but I ain't take it back Tryna let a copycat know he can't afford that Take that Benz back to Enterprise, where your Ford at? Christian Louboutin, red bottoms on my feet, got these b*t*hes wantin' D F Street, I'm the n***a, ho, stop playin' with me Bop, bleed 'em, got these b*t*hes wantin' me, they need Jesus On my Yeezus, got these b*t*hes runnin' laps like Adidas, bop, bleed 'em You can call me hype trainer, b*t*h, move Her n***a made her share her location, but she still comin' d**k, that's the only thing she take, she gon' steal somethin' D2 b*t*h, she ratchet, but this b*t*h still runnin' n***as buyin' Champion, why these n***as still bummin'? n***as buyin' Champion, why these n***as still bummin'? I just spit fifty out the Uzi, n***as still runnin' I just poured eight up out the lean like I spilled somethin' City of the champions, n***a, go and kill somethin'
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