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Yea Yea, ah They hate that i'm up now Hate I got cash and got me a bag now I'm drippin in sauce now Feel like i'm ross and sam about now I'm drifting a jag now Going real fast and everyone chattin now They love when I drop now Would always talk down now they can't get off my jock now Remember they thought I would crash But my foot still on the gas They leaving hate comments I laugh Mad I got paper no tabs f**king a model to call me She giving me head don't doubt me She took a pic of my cash and loved it Little baby you ain't gonna touch it Big dog like i'm a Rottweiler Say i'm to hot need a firefighter b*t*h wanna f**k but I won't wife her Ta-ta-tapping that pu**y typewriter Remember school days I was begging for change I got me some money they got on my 90 These b*t*hes switch up like the mother f**kng day Back then they was laughing now all in my face Riding with Moony and Boo in the backseat ran Through that b*t*h I ain't talkin no track meet Turning up parties i'm feeling like gatsby I'm about my books I ain't talking about Bambi, you beef at a b*t*h you a b*t*h Sorry your hoe on my d**k Should of known these hoes ain't sh*t Bust a nut and i'm out of there quick You better watch your girlfriend she been stalking all my pics I ain't talkin facial hair but i'm the goat on the tee She told you she my biggest fan you showing jealousy Stop crying like a hoe little homie i'm just being me I-I'm poppin like fireworks Little beast give me fire nerd Stop texting me trying to work unless you gon pay for that verse Munchin on final meals I still haven't signed a deal, this money is mine forreal I drop me a spot and just chilled Walk in the club i'm drippin Got cartier glasses they giving me image Like math i've been counting up digits Big clubbing groupie i'm calling her my mistress Got brothers from out of the trenches You play about me sh*t will get wicked The uv is up and i'm winning Had went from rags and i'm counting up riches Chain on my neck frozone Breaking yo hoe backbone Get more bread no loaf Say I went broke capo You b*t*h getting top like a beat in cypher I know i'm the sh*t no need for a diaper Use to be walking now i'm up and i'm Flying, taking these trips all over the island Bro we know you junkie why you flexin homie Know your pockets skinny mine on Texas homie Had to go and grind can't be resting no way Took off on you b*t*hes yall won't catch up on me Pulled up in that lambo then I left out with that audi Hoe be crying sosa like a spoiled little toddler You think my house is flooded all this drip up in my closet They hate I got my guap had to get this sh*t regardless
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