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(B*t*h)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

Yeah, sliding through Gwinett, yes
Sorry I was busy counting up a check, yes
Louis loafers dancing, baby do you want next?
I was on the jet with Prada, yeah getting neck

What are you doing right now?
N***as be jacking the style
Louis belt, yeah, it's hanging out

(Uno I killed it)
Too-too many n***as was jocking your style
I know it has been a while
Told her that I am not tripping, nah, you know her feelings, we all gang, yuh
Soon as I see these lil biddies' I'm taking these b*t*hes, get them n***as out
It's so amazing what these n***as is willing to do for a lil' bit of clout
Lil' bit of clout, lil' bit of clout
I can go kiss on your neck, or just spray up your home or go run in your house
I gotta' stay dripping, today I put on some Balenci' pants just to step out
My Vivienne Westwood jacket, they said that I look like the man of the hour, ow, ow
Burning these boys just like ow
Choppa' gon' burn these lil' boys just like ow
Me and young Tokyo out on the prowl
Yeah that's some money, I got it right now
That was my twin, brothers, and day-ones [?] being reborn right now
Yeah, sliding through Gwinett, yes
Sorry I was busy counting up a check, yes
Louis loafers dancing, baby do you want next?
I was on the jet with Prada, yeah getting neck

Big boss baby, yeah I got you
Good brain, lil' shawty yeah she's a scholar
Broke n***a in the strip club, ain't got no dollars
Stand on my money b*t*h, yeah it make me taller
Yeah this vintage denim, you can't find em' it's too old
Put on my Moncler, yeah I swear it's getting cold
Told my ex b*t*h move on, yeah let it go
Mind on the money, I can't f**k it up on hoes

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