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They be like "Bally, he ain't shit" Bitch I don't give a damn Yo lil bitch cluckin' like a rooster ooh she goin' ham And I just ran me up some cake, I make my problems scram I'm pourin' purple in the drank, that shit was color jam uh yea I get the ball and I slam Way I dress it, should get it on cam Stack the racks to the tallest amount Treat yo hoe like a goal on her mouth Gettin' digits, I'm lovin' to count Count the check while I smoke out a ounce Thick bitch, she got booty to bounce Hit her once now I'm thru with her now yea Run up the racks ya kno yea I'm buyin' gas fasho uh I got some cash to blow uh I can't be buyin' these hoes yea I'm focused on reachin' my goals Catch my wave like I came from the coast From the M so I gotta get those Bitch I'm sick with this shit like a cold Mane f*ck all that Covid, I'm trynna get loaded uh Now my pockets lookin' swollen uh Dark bitch stupid open yea In her slot like a token yea I'ma nut where I'm wantin' bitch No choice, she ain't votin' uh Told her keep her emotions yea Sippin' lean that's the potion uh Ain't no bitch in my blood, that'll never change Swerve the foreign today but I'm in my lane I got colder & went bought another chain Bought some drip, that shit comin' straight outta Spain I'm a real one, my bitch know I'm never plain Off the dope I'm the pilot, I got the strains Countin' this money it's never strange I was down bad, had to make some change YPH bitch that's the gang gang I fill up my soda with drank drank Runnin' to this cake to the bank bank I fill up my blunt with the octane Yea I hit the dash when the cops came They all on my nuts like a thot ain't it Guess they just hate I got rocks ain't it Guess they just hate I got gwap ain't it F*ck from the back til she bout fainted Had to pull out & I bout painted Painted a thot like a thot painting Trynna slow down on hoes but I bout can't And I'm in my own league, I don't do the ranks Wanna convo with me, show me where the bank Bitch I'm makin' my way like a fuckin' tank I won't stop goin' in because I fuckin' can't My flows immaculate Diamonds attract a bitch Shinin' these diamonds glist I be hard on yo bitch like spritz I went broke, had to find me a fix Made a play, had to flip a few tricks Hit the booth, get to talkin' my shit I was down now a young nigga lit Now I'm ragin', hot as I spit She was Cajun, swallowed my dick Hit a doggy lil bitch like Vick She actin' lame trynna tell my bitch Can't kick it with me, I'm just trynna hit F*ck my old hoes, they ain't gettin' missed Now I'm turnt know they hatin' this shit It get more lit, wait on this shit White gold on the ice, this a light show I got good gas, welcome to the flight show Black on black on the whip, this a night show Hit the beat, up my fees, up the price go Spit this shit with the ease, I go psycho I give her d three ways like a trifold Spendin' cake its a breeze, bitch I got dough Money all a nigga need so I got more
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