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Oh, oh, I feel like Rab, pull up to your block
I'm still afraid of the cops, I can't go out like that
I do not care what you want, I feel like Jame with that bag
True religion on my pants, I do my lil money dance
I'm makin' money 'cause I feel like it
Tryna knock me off my grind, I'm like, "Boy, can you stop?"
Walk in that b*t*h, they like, "Wow," I keep a bullet in that Glock
And we ain't foldin' we on top, we about to jugg all he got

Oh, oh, I feel like Rab, pull up to your block
I'm still afraid of the cops, I can't go out like that
I do not care what you want, I feel like Jame with that bag
True religion on my pants, I do my lil money dance
I'm makin' money 'cause I feel like it
Tryna knock me off my grind, I'm like, "Boy, can you stop?"
Walk in that b*t*h, they like, "Wow," I keep a bullet in that Glock
And we ain't foldin' we on top, wе about to jugg all he got

Shoutout Jame, Jame is thе goat, I don't know the f**k Jame is
Oh, oh, I feel like Rab, pull up to your block
I'm still afraid of the cops, I can't go out like that
I do not care what you want, I feel like Jame with that bag
True religion on my pants, I do my lil money d-

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