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Oh, uh Mm-mm Time for a new environment, new craft (Ddot cold as a motherfucker, on God) I'm slidin' Bentley coup, paper tag (Mhm-hm, mhm-hm) She don't work her ass of, she ain't get no ass (Mhm, mhm) I'm with a ticker bitch, she got more ass, way more cash High-class, get her Chanel bag, move too fast Cracker hit the block, I spinned that, I move too fast I'm up in the 'Vette, that must be drug abusers All I hang 'round is drug users (Uh, uh) Really came up out the slums too Why you tote that gun? You know you ain't gon' use N***as go for anythin', gettin' bamboozled Don't know where I'd been if I werеn't makin' music But they know where I been, thеy just go check on Google Don't matter where I go, they know I'm keepin' a tooly Don't matter where she go, she know I'ma run into her Tired of givin' n***as game, n***as treat me like a tutor Call me Gary V, givin' out too much game No more outrunnin' my check, that move bring me more pain Remember me and dawg was spinnin' up in that Mustang Bust it down, Ps, we sellin' the grams the Pat way She gon' come home with a sad face Play with Boston, it's gon' be a bad day (Uh) One of my goals, dine, like on a runway (Uh) Thuggin' n***as street like goin' on a blind date I'm slidin' Bentley coup, paper tag (Mhm-hm, mhm-hm) She don't work her ass of, she ain't get no ass (Mhm, mhm) I'm with a ticker bitch, she got more ass, way more cash High-class, get her Chanel bag, move too fast Cracker hit the block, I spinned that, I move too fast I'm up in the 'Vette, that must be drug abusers All I hang 'round is drug users (Uh, uh) Oh, here they come, must have the funds Pushin' through, we havin' plenty guns Standin' on that business, we ain't havin' fun 'Nother one, in the same coupe, that's another one Slidin' Bentley coupe, jump in another one They say the same bitch you see here, that's another one Fuck with them, we lockin' in with them, then we stuck with them Fuckin' bitches, I ain't never trustin' them Its gon be a bad day they piss me off I'm doin' fifty with bad bitches on the [?] game Before that bag came, I swear, I was havin' more litter days I was fuckin' the ho for the free, but now it's like I got to pay (Yeah) VVs havin' clarity (Yeah), thinkin' to myself, like, "Who the fuck wanna marry me" I'm out here sellin' [?], wherever that the trappers be I got a be on beat, I know they out here plottin' on me (Yeah) Bust down, diamonds havin' clarity (Yeah) Tell me, why do they wanna [?] the savage in me? However, you actin' a friend just please do it in the back of me I'm tired gettin' with friends, don't know how them n***as keep askin' me Say they got my back, but keep on stabbin' on me I ain't even askin' 'bout what happenin' to me And the B be in the back of the beat Man, the back of the beat (Back of the beat, back of the beat) I'm slidin' Bentley coup, paper tag (Mhm-hm, mhm-hm) She don't work her ass of, she ain't get no ass (Mhm, mhm) I'm with a ticker bitch, she got more ass, way more cash High-class, get her Chanel bag, move too fast Cracker hit the block, I spinned that, I move too fast I'm up in the 'Vette, that must be drug abusers All I hang 'round is drug users (Uh, uh) Ew, hold up Hang around drug users (Uh, uh) Hang around drug users Hang around drug users (Ddot cold as a motherfucker, on God)
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