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Hold up, wait a minute, ayy, lil' baby, what it is?
All up in my business, think you tryna take my chips
Kick it in the function while I'm countin' Benjamins
Talkin' hella bad but seen you talkin' out your lips
Bring out the strap and I kick down your door
Pu**y boy lackin', he p*ssed on the phone
Cut off the lights, he can't see it no more
Slicin' and dicin', that boy is a ho

Tryna just stack all my cheddar, I'm grippin Berettas
I know that I'm better, so call me the Devil
I'm on a new level, I burn 'em with [?]
They ain't seen me coming
I'm gunning and running with all of my gang
Too out of pocket, and you out of frame
F**k out my way, b*t*h, I'm takin' yo' lane
All of you f**kers ain't built like me, man
I know these b*t*hes is up to something when they talk 'bout the kid
Moving silent, stayin' quiet, lil' b*t*h
Off the top up, yeah, I feel like the sh*t
Kickin' yo' jaw, and I'm breakin' yo' ribs
Paintin' the walls with the blood you just spit
I'm in the function but you can't get in
Whippin' the foreign, I'm driftin' this b*t*h
Doin' the dance while she givin' me lip
Hold up, wait a minute, ayy, lil' baby, what it is?
All up in my business, think you tryna take my chips
Kick it in the function while I'm countin' Benjamins
Talkin' hella bad but seen you talkin' out your lips
Bring out the strap and I kick down your door
Pu**y boy lackin', he p*ssed on the phone
Cut off the lights, he can't see it no more (Yeah, yeah)
Slicin' and dicin', that boy is a ho

I'm slicin' (What?), I'm dicin' (Yeah)
Got money on me, Mike Tyson
flow, gotta get the money, woah, what
Woah, woah, wait, what, woah, woah, woah, woah
I've got diamonds on me, and they shinin' on me (Bla)
Came with the blade 'cause I started the beef
Heart so cold, so I move with the heat
Step up to me and you facin' defeat
Facin' defeat, you get feet to the face (Ha!)
I want a billion and I'm on the way (I'm on the way)
Feen for the bands, so she callin' me crazy
Don't talk to me, baby girl, just pay me
Facin' defeat, you get feet to the face (Ha!)
I want a billion and I'm on the way (I'm on the way)
Feen for the bands, so she callin' me crazy
Don't talk to me, baby girl, just pay me
Hold up, wait a minute, ayy, lil' baby, what it is?
All up in my business, think you tryna take my chips
Kick it in the function while I'm countin' Benjamins
Talkin' hella bad but seen you talkin' out your lips
Bring out the strap and I kick down your door
Pu**y boy lackin', he p*ssed on the phone
Cut off the lights, he can't see it no more
Slicin' and dicin', that boy is a ho

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