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The way that I step on these niggas man I swear to God it ain't fair I came in wit Prada and Louis I told all my opps please don't stare I be back in a minute I think I just gotta go get me some air All the drugs in my body I'm geekin' so hard yea I just left the atmosphere Groupie lil hoe I know she wanna come to my show told her hop on a plane I'm in that Audi RS four rings yea my bitch she pulled up in a Range Heard you ain't getting no money Heard you ain't got any change Stop claiming that you wit Bit90 that's shit so lame that shit strange I might just hop on a jet and take a lil trip to the island Keep these sticks on me like 24/7 in case shit get violent I'm on the highway two twenty my dash I might f*ck up the mileage Flipping these packs everyday to the junkies that shit helped me drop outta college I'm just being honest Couple a niggas had swag back then but right now they lost it All of this swag on me right now it's like I came out the closet They saying I'm toxic yea I eat up that pussy for lunch I told my side bitch pull up to the brunch Hmmm yummy crunch After that we gonna roll up a blunt Hmm hunnid buns If you owe me you better pay up all the funds Watch me kick that lil bitch off the curve Ima hop on the highway yea I'm bout to swerve Watch me get my get back it's my turn Yea I'm coming in hot don't burn I'm to hot like Scotty I just pulled up in a audi He says he got vs diamonds boy that shit look cloudy Purple in my cup yeah the shit just got me drowsy Pull up with a nine I'm a rebel just like Rowdy Pull up with a bad bitch shawty came from Saudi She said I'm ambitious bitch I said no I ain't Saudi Yeah they talking bout they trap they don't know nothing about it Yeah he talking about them racks he don't know nothing about it Pockets full of dibas Bitch I keep that heater Can't see me like Cena Yeah my bitch a Diva I'm in space like Frieza Kill him like Vegeta Bitch that purple in my cup got me leaning like Piza The way that I step on these niggas man I swear to God it ain't fair I came in wit Prada and Louis I told all my opps please don't stare I be back in a minute I think I just gotta go get me some air All the drugs in my body I'm geekin' so hard yea I just left the atmosphere Groupie lil hoe I know she wanna come to my show told her hop on a plane I'm in that Audi RS four rings yea my bitch she pulled up in a Range Heard you ain't getting no money Heard you ain't got any change Stop claiming that you wit Bit90 that's shit so lame that shit strange
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