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Moncler Rick jacket like it's cold Jump in the crowd at my shows it's all hoes Yeah get out from the light bitches ruin my pose Red bottoms up like the Codeine I pour Yeah my pockets so big yeah they fat yeah they bold And I still got green hundreds them bitches so old Yes I got blue hundreds that's just to blow That bitch said I'm fly like bitch yes I know Yes Yes I'm in the sky Rick Owen boots yeah Balenci my eyes Way I stay with the gang bitch it's like mob ties That bitch give up fast cooch McDonald's fries Why you keep asking questions Who, what, where, why? Yes I die off the pills but I wake up alive Wake up jump off the porch yeah bitch yeah I dive New Rock Vetements with some Number Nine's I spent it all again I gotta ball again What is you talking about Why is you talking then New shows, new cities Wake up in Texas New Ricks, new fit New bitch, new Benz New clothes, new pics Same drugs, same shit Got Givenchy on, yes pop my collar Got Givenchy on, yes cost some dollars I'm relapsing off X again to be honest I'm relapsing on percs again them bitches calling I spent it all again I gotta ball again What is you talking about Why is you talking then New shows, new cities Wake up in Texas New Ricks, new fit New bitch, new Benz New clothes, new pics Same drugs, same shit Got Givenchy on, yes pop my collar Got Givenchy on, yes cost some dollars I'm relapsing off X again to be honest I'm relapsing Say I can't do it then you got a bet Got a bedroom but don't go to bed Rick Owens jeans from Geth How I'm on fire but ain't break a sweat Like Sethany better be smart with your death I'm finna raise a level I'm finna take another Bust something else but not a bubble Yeah, like a controller we rumble I got it now Designer fit cause you know this shit by design I be putting shit on, no Bill Cosby Got a tech I ain't talking technique We smoke all the garden, that's green Got some BB shoes coming next week Got some BB shoes coming next week Because of you and drugs I don't get no sleep And this shit can get graphic he put on a tee 18 holes In his body he looking like Zero And my niggas some dogs, dingoes In real life playing Call of Duty: Ghosts I remember I wanted Ozweegos Shit get hairy like it's a Latino Sixth grade had a dime in my chinos Niggas trash they get tossed in a bin You can see this shit on me like skin And you know that I got it like Lil Keed brother I just spent it all again I spent it all again I gotta ball again What is you talking about Why is you talking then New shows, new cities Wake up in Texas New Ricks, new fit New bitch, new Benz New clothes, new pics Same drugs, same shit Got Givenchy on, yes pop my collar Got Givenchy on, yes cost some dollars I'm relapsing off X again to be honest I'm relapsing on percs again them bitches calling I spent it all again I gotta ball again What is you talking about Why is you talking then New shows, new cities Wake up in Texas New Ricks, new fit New bitch, new Benz New clothes, new pics Same drugs, same shit Got Givenchy on, yes pop my collar Got Givenchy on, yes cost some dollars I'm relapsing off X again to be honest I'm relapsing
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