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I'm a fly n***a, this sh*t easy (Better check your resource)
I got b*t*hes cryin', tellin' me they need me (Folie got me actin' different)
New b*t*h head fire, pu**y Fiji
Walkin' in the store, yeah, told 'em bleed me (Ayo, stop playin' with 'em, Mook, drop that sh*t)

Gettin' dressed in Fendi, walkin' out like they stabbed me (Like they stabbed me)
I just told the b*t*h of your dreams she can't have me (You can't have me)
I just told a b*t*h, "b*t*h, my b*t*h here, don't grab me" (b*t*h, my b*t*h here)
I just told security, yeah, it's sticks here, don't pat me
Exotic smoke all I'm lightin', you can't match me (You can't match)
My b*t*h bad, her waist snatched, she drink flat tea
Big Rolls, n***as fightin' for the backseat (Fightin' for the back)
Scorin' every time I touch it, check the stat sheet (Check the stats)
Ever catch me with a weak b*t*h, slap me (Yeah, slap me)
If I'm dozin' off the juice, yeah, just tap me (Just tap me)

If you see me with a bum b*t*h, attack me (n***a, slam me)
Catch me with the baddest b*t*h, yeah, exactly (What you thought?)
Twenty b*t*hes lock me up, b*t*h, I'm Ramsey (Yeah, I'm Ramsey)
I remember breakin' down in that Camry (In that Camry)
Now I'm f**kin' bad b*t*hes in that Lammy (Lamborghini)
BlueBucks, we deserve to win a Grammy (Deserve to win a Grammy)
f**kin' all these b*t*hes, this sh*t easy, I don't try hard (Nah)
n***a, pay attention, there's like fifty in this Goyard (Fifty)
Gettin' dressed in Gucci, workers tellin' me, "That's so hard" (Hard)
b*t*h caught me cheatin' and she left, damn, I'm so scarred
I remember payin' for my food with a lunch card
Now I got a chef, ask that n***a when the brunch start
n***as pullin' up in bullsh*t, it's a junkyard

Clan pullin' up, yeah, b*t*h, now the fun start (Yeah, b*t*h)
Police just came, we got hoes still comin' (Still comin')
Yeah, I like your face, but I ain't tryna build nothin' (Build nothin')
b*t*h, this ain't no Airbnb, don't steal nothin' (Don't steal nothin')
All these f**kin' F's on me, think I feel somethin' (I feel somethin')
Bleedin' out the Fendi store like I killed somethin' (Bleedin' out the Fendi store)
Lyin' to this b*t*h, sayin' I'm for real comin' (Lyin' to this b*t*h)
Tweakin' in the mansion, thinkin' I was hearin' somethin' (Yeah, I'm trippin')

f**kin' n***as' hoes, I got a highlight reel comin'
Trippin' on a waitress, b*t*h, when my meal comin'?
I just hit his b*t*h, but he a ho, he still subbin'
Yeah, I'm on the rise, feel like Tommy, b*t*h, I'm krumpin'
Orange Alexanders like I'm steppin' on a pumpkin
Mr. Fundamental with the hoes, I'm Tim Duncan
Any n***a disrespect the Clan, he get punished
I just booked a room at The Cotton out in London

I just seen a Goyard store, now I'm runnin'

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