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We love you chase Goin' so fast on the freeway Bitches in my dm's Ima send em' to the sky I got money in my pockets and she looking with her eyes like whats up Let's go, in the whip for a ride Two bullets in the clip, two clips in the bag You don't wanna be exclusive bitch that's cap Talk so much shit i'm pullin' up without a strap But ima bring a smithing wesson just to hit a double tap Keep posting this shit bout' me you gone feel a .40 Hit em' down into the never lands just like it's Rick and Morty Got a clip to empty out, then i'm rizzin' up your shorty Put it up inside her mouth, now she gagging on the ugh Man i'm sorry hoe, that I couldn't be, your Romeo Bitch you don't know me though Married to the money I don't care about a normal hoe I got blue strips, big bands, all this cookie dough Icey wrist and my necks all frozen Text your bitch now she with my hoes and Go straight up, to the top Pussy you should know that I been fresh Cuz I ain't a fucking rookie I-I-I-Icey wrist and my necks all frozen Text your bitch now she with my hoes and Go straight up, to the top Pussy you should know that I been fresh Cuz I ain't a fucking rookie I can go down, have you flashing like a picture Re-arrange your guts, got your organs playing twister We can talk about life I break it down, like it's swisher I can hit you when I want, but i'm sorry I can't kiss you Cause i'm getting to this money yeah I got a lil fame They be calling me a zombie cuz bitch I want some brain Had to level up Had to switch up with the lanes Sparkling water, diamonds sparkle on the chain so Turn the lights on and pour the dranks up Got a bad lil' shawty who don't need no make up Call of duty on these lames, I just get my rank up I be doing what I want, and it run my bank up Dummy bitch, you a funny bitch Yeah, Please don't hit my phone if it ain't bout money bitch I be counting up in hunnids hit you with a hunnid clip Feelin' like a gymnast how I make that money flip Oh drippy, not again