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(Culture)
(James about that check, boy)

If I said it, I meant it, I meant it, I said it
Talked down on the boy, but the kid had to dead it
Your b*t*h an eater, on knees, she be beggin'
My dawg leave him leakin', better call up a medic
Your b*t*h, I put d**k in her jaw
Walk into Saks, blow a bag at the mall
Oh, I been that n***a since school in the halls
They treat me like a king, they see me, take a bow, ooh
I want it, I got it, we poppin', you floppin'
You still smokin' midget, we puffin' exotic
Recordin' on Logic, but I lost my logic
You can't even sit with us, my n***a, just stop it
I'm floatin', finna go to the moon
A thousand degrees, b*t*h, I'm hotter than June
Pl?ase don't get too close, b?tter watch where you at
Put the scene on the map, now the boy pick and choose

I wake up, get cash and that's every day
Ask me how I'm feeling, I say, "Feeling paid"
Brand new blue Benjis straight out of the bank
Purple in my cup, b*t*h, I feel like a saint
I'm earning my stripes, I done got a lil' rank
B*t*h, I feel like I'm Django, the boy out the chains
I done took a few L's tryna go 'gainst the grain
Took a walk right though Hell and I'd still stay the same
Hop into that walk of shame, never again
Put down that controller, this sh*t ain't a game
The beast been unleashed, now I cannot be tamed
I'm goin' up like some stocks, and they fallin' like rain
New whip, candy the paint
Them losses I took, I charged them to the game
They wanna know how much money I make
I ain't sayin' no words, take a walk to the bank
If I said it, I meant it, I meant it, I said it
Talked down on the boy, but the kid had to dead it
Your b*t*h an eater, on knees, she be beggin'
My dawg leave him leakin', better call up a medic
Your b*t*h, I put d**k in her jaw
Walk into Saks, blow a bag at the mall
Oh, I been that n***a since school in the halls
They treat me like a king, they see me, take a bow, ooh
I want it, I got it, we poppin', you floppin'
You still smokin' midget, we puffin' exotic
Recordin' on Logic, but I lost my logic
You can't even sit with us, my n***a, just stop it
I'm floatin', finna go to the moon
A thousand degrees, b*t*h, I'm hotter than June
Please don't get too close, better watch where you at
Put the scene on the map, now the boy pick and choose (Drip, Drip, Drip)

Like Tril said, we poppin' (Poppin')
New music be droppin' (Droppin')
These lil' n***as can't even top it
All of these b*t*hes be flockin'
Just like these lil' dreads on my head, they gon' lock it
I'm ringin' sh*t like a doorbell
You say you got the pack, but it ain't no smell
I got the gang right here and a girl at the crib
I can't take no lil' ho to a hotel (Where?)
My lil' shawty straight bussin', you couldn't handle her
You like your life, don't f**k with me, it's cancerous
I ran up a check, guess I'm buildin' my stamina
Doin' this sh*t with no motherf**kin' manager
I put d**k in the back of her throat, leave her back broke
I'ma motherf**kin' damage her
These n***as know that I ain't no ho, I want all smoke
Big folk, I'ma stand for them
If I said it, I meant it, I meant it, I said it
Talked down on the boy, but the kid had to dead it
Your b*t*h an eater, on knees, she be beggin'
My dawg leave him leakin', better call up a medic
Your b*t*h, I put d**k in her jaw
Walk into Saks, blow a bag at the mall
Oh, I been that n***a since school in the halls
They treat me like a king, they see me, take a bow, ooh
I want it, I got it, we poppin', you floppin'
You still smokin' midget, we puffin' exotic
Recordin' on Logic, but I lost my logic
You can't even sit with us, my n***a, just stop it
I'm floatin', finna go to the moon
A thousand degrees, b*t*h, I'm hotter than June
Please don't get too close, better watch where you at
Put the scene on the map, now the boy pick and choose

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