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SnapBack made it So you finna SnapBack Slap that F*ck fake friends we don’t back track 1,500 on a Y-3 backpack Make a bitch bust it wide open over Snapchat Hashtag Inglewood Where the boulder rats at Kick thru the door Glokk cocked where the racks at Gimmie all the jewelry Niggas tell me where them packs at If he tryna ball we gon hit em like half back Yea I don’t need no new friends I just really need new money And a brand new Benz And I park it at my brand new crib Walk in to a brand new bitch On my momma tho Yea I just dropped 6 on a llama tho Yea Lay em on bricks like a Navajo Yea Pull up to crib like it’s dominos Cash on delivery I’m serious I gotta go Bitch I ain’t trippin off that gurb Really in these streets While you sittin on that curb Slipping on your verbs Got you feelin all perturbed And Puffin on this herb Cause this pimpin so superb Imma Young nigga Who can run with em They just do it for the fun I do it for the funds nigga Hold up Wait up nigga Cut the hating nigga Know you Lost and Jealous like you playin for the clippers Might as well put the game on lock Might as well leave the range on stock TenIV I be the same ol G And you niggas be the same ol bops Bozo I’m Thuggin with my Patna and them burners ain’t on safety Don’t try your luck boy think twice before you play me These bitches out here boppin and these niggas all fugazee These bitches out here boppin and these niggas all fugazee On my my momma I don’t need no new friends I just really needA new money And a brand new Benz And I park it at my brand new crib Walk in to a brand new bitch On my momma tho Yea I be with the shits with drama tho Yea I just want the chips with the commas tho Yea And I take trips to Bahamas while I’m smokin marijuana on a private with pajamas on Yay I ain’t fuckin wit you dorks You ain’t getting money if you sittin on that porch And I’m breaking on yo bottom bitch she finna run that course yea Getting paid no renegade These hoes like endorsements I’m mobbin with my rounds Sliding with that chop stick You Talkin out your mouth You poppin off we pop shit I’m walking in that bitch Flirting with my bank teller Staring at my check I let her know my bank better Since last time we met I ain’t been makin no deposits Investing all the money just to double up the profit Stop it Why you talkin doe if you ain’t got it Why you cuffin her and she a thottie I swear to gawd These niggas just keep reaching They better off Sleeping cause he tweaking off adderal You better take a seat For I untuck this heat and delete yo whole region cause I don’t need no new friends I just really need cnew money And a brand new Benz And I park it at my brand new crib Walk in to a brand new bitch On my momma tho Yea
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