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My b*t*h got a fat ass like Kylie
I'm way too high, n***as can’t come find me
The flow so wet it could spill tsunamis
Counting up figures while I cop new Tommys
b*t*h-ass n***as [?]
Got one for the next man that try me
Radio signal, they all go copy
Straight to the top but I like that sloppy

I'm with a Spanish b*t*h, huh, she gon’ call me papi, huh
While I'm at the club, you get popped just like a molly, huh
Why you go out sad? I'm just looking jolly, huh
And I'm in the field, a folly like a f**king lolly (Yee, yee, yee)

And who these hating n***as? Uh, they don't know me prolly, uh
Got a .9-iron, uh, that's expensive hobbies, uh
White b*t*h off the coke, uh, had to mention Bobby, uh
When I'm up in Houston, uh, got the rocket on me, uh
And who these hating n***as? Uh, they don't know me prolly, uh
Got a .9-iron, uh, that's expensive hobbies, uh
White b*t*h off the coke, uh, had to mention Bobby, uh
When I'm up in Houston, got the pocket rocket on me, heh, yeah