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Hop in the vert, make that bitch skirt I'm fly like a bird, I'm swangin' and swervin Turn my bitch up, I bought her a Birkin She fine as f*ck, even finer in person Got me a bad little down bitch I'm covered in water I'm drownin She want me to come fuckin pound it I told her, let's get it, I'm bout it I don't need a bitch, I need two I'm turnt with the gang, raise the roof More money, more bitches, more juice I built this shit, how can I lose? Me and my bitch dyin' rich My baby, she know what it do I'ma pop out with the Ricks I drip from my head to my shoes I'm havin' so many hoes Gettin' hard to pick, gettin' hard to choose Balenciaga on my drawers, yeah These are not fruit of the loom Pretty bitches at my shows Fightin' for the front row She don't want you cause you're broke Made her mans look like a joke Lots of big, money spent Bank account, got no dents 5% on my tent None of this shit is counterfeit Hop in the vert, make that bitch skirt I'm fly like a bird, I'm swangin' and swervin Turn my bitch up, I bought her a Birkin She fine as f*ck, even finer in person Got me a bad little down bitch I'm covered in water I'm drownin She want me to come fuckin pound it I told her, let's get it, I'm bout it I don't need a bitch, I need two I'm turnt with the gang, raise the roof More money, more bitches, more juice I built this shit, how can I lose? Flooding up the time, I put diamonds on my wrist Fuckin' up a check, walkin' with a fuckin' stick I keep spendin' commas and that shit didn't make a dent Twelve hundred for this lean, boy, I'm sippin' on your rent