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Hi-yah
Hi-yah
Hi-yah
Yeah
Watch yo' b*t*h she flirty, yeah
Yo b*t*h kinda dirty, hi-yah

Twenty thousand for a coat, you know I'm rocking the RAFs, yeah
You n***as taking my sauce, you n***as taking my craft
Shawty want a marriage, I just want a therapist
Coupe blacked out, swear to God you can't even see my b*t*h

Diamonds on my neck, that chandelier, I swear they hittin' like sh*t
Ho came to my crib last night, you lying if you sayin' you hittin' the b*t*h (Huh, ayy, uh)
Top of the game, I'm ahead of my peers (Yeah)
Pretty pearly whites, I do not need no veneers
In my ears, you know I'm getting it all, you know I'm spending the racks
Yeah, he said he wanna pull up, the pu**y ain't never come back
Y'all n***as wearing that Urus sh*t, I swеar to God I'm finna get me a Track'
That n***a said he want somе smoke, that's period, we put his a** in a pack
Woah-woah, pull up in that stolo
We gon' get you gone-gone, we gon' send you home
Throwing the pack, go long, please don't call my phone
You had did me wrong, ain’t nothing but a ho
Twenty thousand for a coat, you know I'm rocking the RAFs, yeah
You n***as taking my sauce, you n***as taking my craft
Shawty want a marriage, I just want a therapist
Coupe blacked out, swear to God you can't even see my b*t*h

Evil science, I be pouring fours like I'm Doofenshmirtz
I know that your whole block full of hoes, y'all ain't shooting first
Mama finna get out, know she proud her son broke the curse
F**ked this dumb lil' b*t*h that p*ssed me off, damn near broke her purse
Havin' shootouts in the mall, damn near hit the clerk
Taking Perkies, b*t*h, I need them answers, will this sh*t come work?
Choppa fryin' n***as, swear to God you think he surf 'n' turf
I got the sauce, dirt
I'm a big cod, Perc'
You a facade, twerk

Coupe blacked out, swear to God you can't even see my b*t*h

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