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Yeah Uh-huh Squeeze the juice outta the Efron Aha! Young City Queens Green Ay, ay, ay, look I'm a fly n***a, I slide different My weed loud, my henny splash, my wine drippin' 2 birds in a pop, synchronized swimming I Ménage à trois, I synchronize women I pull up in your yard, hop inside, get in Brazalian broads, skin golder than my fried chicken Some of my guys crippin', some of my slime trippin' I grip nines quicker than 6ix9ine snitching Please stop watching my pockets, b*t*h, I'm living I'm not your ex, b*t*h I'm different Been grilling the grits in ya' kid's Mom kitchen Fishing rod with the fishing rod missing This is hard, this is hard living, this is off limit This is authentic cloth filled with [?] venom, this is hard Slip and fall, spilling sauce, in a Bentley car With the stars glisten, in the car sitting, this is ours Tattoo under the gold chain Gold-diggers sucking my, uh, with gold fangs A friend of the who? I don't know names I don't break it down, you gotta buy the whole thing We open up 24 hours, we open up We open up, 24, 24, 24 We open up 24 hours We open, open, open up 24, 24, 24 It's just something about my sh*t they never figure out I ain't even big, but I size n***as up You know they can't touch us, the flow luscious It's so real (Open la-la-la-la-la-low) My flame throwing, the chain smoking The pain going, my fangs show when the bank closing The animal trainer that's left the cage open I'm celebrating when my case closing And then I'm racing till the brakes broken, until the grave's open Till my bank rolls in, feel the whole bank rosen Fiends, I let em' take it until they vein swollen Tits, I replace em' if they ain't growing I got it raining if it ain't snowing I need more room, I tell the truth everywhere but a courtroom I told your daughter "Let's shoot a porn soon.", in her dorm room I brought drugs on the campus, I let her snort, boom Shake that ass E-pills keeping her up, she late for class Look at my wallet, you see I'm great at math My weed smell like it need to take a bath You can tell I'm getting money by the way I laugh If I ain't make it fast, I made it last, but I made it last Your chain look faken, glass I can break in half Gold plated trash with emeralds made of a blade of grass Cup on swirl, at lunch with your girl Rum-punched stuffed in the World Cup till I earl I jump off of the trunk, like I jump off the world That's kinda gray, the color of dust on a pearl We open up 24 hours, we open up We open up, 24, 24, 24 We open up 24 hours We open, open, open up 24, 24, 24 It's just something about my sh*t they never figure out I ain't even big, but I size n***as up You know they can't touch us, the flow luscious It's so real (Open la-la-la-la-la-low)
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