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I remember math class, I ain't do sh*t, I was just Xanned out
Now a n***a got millions, give a f**k about my teachers now
n***as try to cross me, I crucify 'em like that preacher, oh
All my n***as gettin' money, best believe we spend that on sneakers, oh
(Wheezy outta here)

Gucci on my feet, uh
Only wore it once, I wasted my cash, yeah
But I don't give a f**k, I made that sh*t back, yeah, uh
I made that sh*t back, yeah, uh
Dior on my outfit
Only wore it once, sh*t, I wasted all my cash, yeah
I don't give no f**k 'cause I'm gon' make that sh*t back, yeah, uh
I'm gon' make that sh*t back, yeah

Look at your b*t*h and the way that I hit her, I think she in love
Talkin' that sh*t, you get thrown like a double or hundred in the strip club
All of my n***as gettin' money all day, I told ya, I told ya
You don't want no problems, I'm with soldiers, uh, huh, yeah
150 with me, with me, chopper is with me, with me
Tell 'em come get me, get me
That lil' b*t*h need to suck my d**k, won't give her no kissy, kissy
Suck on my d**k so hard I thought she left a hicky, hicky
Woo, she a thotty, that's a icky Vicky
Woo, wishin' for that burner, feel like Tiimmy, Tiimmy
Yeah, yeah
(Wheezy outta here)

[Open Verse]

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