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I set the standard then stand on it K6 give me a beat and ran that shit Got gorillas that keep a banana clip Don't do daps cuz I got no more manners bitch Need more guala I'm finna invest a check That's yo problem you finna invest in sex I come first, and yo ass finna come in second I could give a f*ck if yo ass get offended Bitch, OKAY OKAY Man y'all stupid it's like you got no brain Finna school em, they ass got a low grade Smokin different, I roll up that propane You gon grow when you go thru your own pain On the path to success it gets lonely But I rather get rich and have no name I juss want all the money and no fame Pop a Doe Boy pill, Oh Really Give a f*ck how you feel you don't feel me I don't trick onna bitch that don't heal me Cuz when shit hit the fan you gon leave me Know I'm able so shoutout The Weeknd I never needed bitches I'm what a bitch need Tired of expectations I can't lie, I elevate em Bitch my tint is five percentage I pull out the fye and flame it I'm finna get high as ever Like diamond glistening I catch an eye, a witness I put it on God specific By far the illest I hop out my bag, my feelings I'll catch me a bag a milli We is them niggas that walk in the room and you breaking your neck that's on God fasho I shipped the pack out, I need me my cash so juss send me my shit thru the envelope Come cop you some weed imma give you a deal I ain't talking bout signing to interscope Sexy ass bitches they flocking I told them I gotta go, I tell em the adios What the f*ck What the f*ck What the f*ck What the f*ck What the f*ck What the f*ck What the- What the f*ck What the f*ck What the f*ck What the f*ck What the f*ck What the f*ck What the f*ck I set the standard then stand on it K6 give me a beat and ran that shit Got gorillas that keep a banana clip Don't do daps cuz I got no more manners bitch Need more guala I'm finna invest a check That's yo problem you finna invest in sex I come first, and yo ass finna come in second I could give a f*ck if yo ass get offended Bitch, OKAY OKAY Man y'all stupid it's like you got no brain Finna school em, they ass got a low grade Smokin different, I roll up that propane You gon grow when you go thru your own pain On the path to success it gets lonely But I rather get rich and have no name I juss want all the money and no fame