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Champagne on ice A thousand for these shoes, ion much like I say, bad bitches my type Glock, switches, I like Doughboy shit, I step in with Nikes Don't play with me girl, I'm fucking tonight Yo bitch will not leave me alone 'cause I f*ck her all night And I'm fucking her right, yea I'm cooking shit, Jerry Rice, yea Bet not play with the gang, we don't fight fair Got yo bitch on my dick and she sucking me good Right there Will forever keep going in, I will not stop I gotta make sure I get to the top These niggas be fans, they really not opps I can not f*ck with that boy, he the cops Play with GeeTay, watch somebody get dropped Last nigga played and somebody got shot See I still love my dog, we don't see eye to eye I'm still riding forever, you shoot and I drive Say, he like to walk down, he don't do the drive-by When we done with our mission, we do a high-five Ride with sticks, air it out, we arrived Fire my feelings, don't do 9 to 5 Still got the henny, much rather get high When these bitches see me, they must see dollar signs If this rap shit an art then i'm good with designs Go ask yo bitch, I dun painted her spine Smoking this weed, It's just easing my mind Spazz on the beat, I do this every time I just go in the booth, I don't think about rhymes Counted me out, I did not have a dime Took a bitch on a date and she wasted my time I fell in love with the grind I'm going so hard, think I'm Bron Yea, I need a hunnid M's Look, I promise I'm him, I ain't one of them I'm the type wait my turn, I ain't one to skip I ain't one for to quit, see the ink on my skin 1300 for the lens When I get it imma be the same nigga within Bitch keep on blowing my line, but the pussy was dry I'm finna see 'bout her friend Keep fucking off on my bitch I know it hurt, but I'm bouta do it again F*ck a build a bear, I went and built me a fan I dun got way too high, I do not wanna land I dun fucked her too good, she forgot how to stand Bitch I'm the man They lacing the percs, reason I do the zans The world really mine, got this bitch in my hands Yo bitch will not leave me alone 'cause I f*ck her all night And I'm fucking her right, yea I'm cooking shit, Jerry Rice, yea Bet not play with the gang, we don't fight fair Got yo bitch on my dick and she sucking me good Right there Will forever keep going in, I will not stop I gotta make sure I get to the top These niggas be fans, they really not opps I can not f*ck with that boy, he the cops Play with GeeTay, watch somebody get dropped Last nigga played and somebody got shot See I still love my dog, we don't see eye to eye I'm still riding forever, you shoot and I drive Say, he like to walk down, he don't do the drive-by When we done with our mission, we do a high-five Ride with sticks, air it out, we arrived Fire my feelings, don't do 9 to 5 Still got the henny, much rather get high When these bitches see me, they must see dollar signs If this rap shit an art then i'm good with designs Go ask yo bitch, I dun painted her spine Smoking this weed, It's just easing my mind