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I got clean Prada Thieves robbers Dreams scholars None of that shit boy it gets you whacked Off em Things blossom Beams choppas Running through the streets it’s gone get hot Collars Dame dollas Big ballers Stuffing all the guap right in the bank Problem He caused it I domed him Talking too much boy you get the scrap It’s a scary night In the moonlight Baby why you pulling up with no invite Yea I don’t like What you tryna hide F*ck love baby I’m just tryna vibe Ion wanna fight Wanna live my life It’s Part of the picture got my heart right And I’m feeling nice With a couple ice F*ck love baby it’s a scary night I got clean Prada Thieves robbers Dreams scholars None of that shit boy it gets you whacked Off em Things blossom Beams choppas Running through the streets it’s gone get hot Collars Dame dollas Big ballers Stuffing all the guap right in the bank Problem He caused it I domed him Talking too much boy you get the scrap I get the bag forreal Shawty on me she bad forreal I get the cash a mill Two twin glocks like jack and Jill I’m the man of the year Schoolboy Q no hands on wheel I’m the man of the year Big dawg I ain’t here to kill I got clean Prada Thieves robbers Dreams scholars None of that shit boy it gets you whacked Off em Things blossom Beams choppas Running through the streets it’s gone get hot Collars Dame dollas Big ballers Stuffing all the guap right in the bank Problem He caused it I domed him Talking too much boy you get the strap Smoking loud dope Yo bitch love how it sound I came from the dirt Nigga you could die from hanging around I got two bowls on the counter but I ain’t cooking out Bitch I love the money counter with them racks I’ll treat you out I ain’t them other niggas you play with don’t play with me I got a trunk up in the front bitch you could take your bags and leave I be in New York with the oodles yeah they call your boy a sleeze And they’ll slime a nigga out for quick cash without a sneeze I got clean Prada Thieves robbers Dreams scholars None of that shit boy it gets you whacked Off em Things blossom Beams choppas Running through the streets it’s gone get hot Collars Dame dollas Big ballers Stuffing all the guap right in the bank Problem He caused it I domed him Talking too much boy you get the scrap
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