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Hey man these instruments man kno'talmbout Instruments to get the bitches man kno'talmbout For real man you know but uh its cute kno'talmbout But its not our world, its not our world I just spend four hundred bucks on this Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this And I can't even pronounce this shit All I know is nigga you ain't got this shit I just blew some racks on this Just to make you want to go take back your shit Then I drop eight hundred bucks on this Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this Gucci hat, bally shoes Versace belt hold up my trues Tom Ford frames and Fendi too You can't afford it, I'm better than you Straight to the point bitch watch me stunt Get a picture from the back and one from the front I want all my haters to see I got on the shit that they want Look at my feet, you ain't got these These Jordan 5's, they deadstock Your bitch see me in the club She gon' give me that mouth make her head bop Next day, exclusive Givenchy, Ferragamo and Fendi Coming down Azure Bentley You say its rented, you hating because you aint in it Take your bitch I'm straight pimpin' I introduced her to Prada You had her in Michael Kors, I copped her Balenciaga You can keep them regular hoes All I f*ck is top models Hermes bag, heels come from Guiseppe Zanotti Put her in designer I can smash whenever I want to You ain't spending no money thats why these bad bitches don't want you Broke niggas call it tricking, I just call it leverage Pouring up this Ace of Spade No nigga this ain't no regular beverage I just spend four hundred bucks on this Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this And I can't even pronounce this shit All I know is nigga you ain't got this shit I just blew some racks on this Just to make you want to go take back your shit Then I drop eight hundred bucks on this Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this F*ck what you say I'm gon ball For the days I ain't have nothing at all When them bad hoes I had my number But none of them wanted to text or call Was it 'cause I was lame, hell nah 'Cause I ain't never been that Could it be when I came through, I ain't have enough flash I ain't flex on them hard enough And they thought I ain't have enough cash In a white tee, she slow played me Put on Louis, on my dick fast Then I had to think, ain't none of that bullshit 'bout me Why is it that these clothes help boost up our self esteem Spend our whole check 2 bands, shoes, shirts and jeans Leased a new Benz now got 50 eleven new friends All this to impress folks who could care less if we live or die Hate to sound so gloom and doom But its the truth and I can't tell lies So many got it all, put together on the outside But lost as f*ck, broke and fake as hell on the inside I think we getting pimped Just making them white folks more rich Give 'em all our money but we don't own none of this shit I just spend four hundred bucks on this Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this And I can't even pronounce this shit All I know is nigga you ain't got this shit I just blew some racks on this Just to make you want to go take back your shit Then I drop eight hundred bucks on this Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this You know some of these niggas If they outlawed Bentley's and Jags and Benzes tomorrow They'll cut they throat 'cause they can't get a bitch man They can't get a bitch without that shit kno'talmbout Buy hey man you know When you true to it, people gon' see that you true to it You know, you ain't got to have new shoes Just keep them hoes clean man You ain't got to have 20's man You can have some 10's as long as them hoes clean man Nam'sayin', already