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(Herrera, you blessed it)
(Hitmaka)
(Turn me up, Josh)
(JT on the track again)
Yeah, big 14, know what the f**k goin' on (Young Cutta make it bang)
Yeah

I'm a rich motherf**ka', tell that b*t*h I love her
I'm just tryna' cut her, UberX and dub her (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm a ghetto motherf**ka' (Woo), only roll with shootas (Pew)
Ridin' with the scammers (Pew), f**kin' on a teller
Cuban link, never tuck her (Yeah), palace with a butler (Yeah)
Grimy ass f**k but I'm a sexy motherf**ka' (Okay)
I'm a rich motherf**ka', tell that b*t*h I love her (Yeah)
I'm just tryna' cut hеr, UberX and dub her

n***as hatin' but it ain't workin'
New Maybach, I don't wanna bе seen so I'ma close the curtains
Ride around like the president, got like fourteen suburbans (Haha)
Bought Chanel for myself, I put my b*t*h in Hermès (Skrrt)
Bought the Lambo' for myself, I put my family queens in Birkins
I just landed overseas, never been out the hood, lil' n***a hurt
Serve the junkies, serve the base, n***a, I just keep serving
OG gas outer space, n***a, I'm a different earthling (Yeah)
This is not a game, n***a, f**k your servin' (f**k your servin')
Yeah, big Tripper dripper splisher, I got current (Gang)
You n***as last year, I'm currently here (Yeah), yeah, b*t*h
I'm a rich motherf**ka', tell that b*t*h I love her
I'm just tryna' cut her, UberX and dub her (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm a ghetto motherf**ka' (Woo), only roll with shootas (Pew)
Ridin' with the scammers (Pew), f**kin' on a teller
Cuban link, never tuck her (Yeah), palace with a butler (Yeah)
Grimy ass f**k but I'm a sexy motherf**ka' (Okay)
I'm a rich motherf**ka', tell that b*t*h I love her (Yeah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
I'm just tryna' cut her, UberX and dub her

See, I'm a handsome motherf**ker but I'll clap a motherf**ker
Think my choppa nervous way this b*t*h gon' start to stutter
Catch 'em out in traffic, it's rush hour, no Chris Tucker
Five life with this sh*t, you know I'm ridin' for my brothers
And, b*t*h, don't get too comfortable, out the cut they come for you
Twin Glocks, Thing 1 and 2, hollows eat up his top like a Lunchable
Uh, my lil' steppers come stomping through
So you best keep your head up or they might end up slumping you
My shooters get your flame, cooling with the gang
Praying for a come up, hallelujah, it's a stain
My .40 hittin' young n***as like a cougar spittin' game
Like a baseline, that drum hit him, that Ruger let it bang

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