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Aim and then cock I heard you niggas been talking a lot Strip off the top Twisted the locs She finna back it up right on my spot Yeah Bubble the pot Ain't on no court, but I'm taking my shot VVS's on my Cartier lense Sonoma vintage leather in my Benz Jump in the coupe and we zoomin again Shawty wan call me her mans I'm tryna f*ck on friends Ain't no maybes, I'm getting it in She need me, she can't even pretend Smokin on fatty, no imps Monkey see, monkey do, you a chimp Money makin me walk wit a gimp Mix the hi-Tek in 2 styrofoam cups I need more drank, better fill that shit up Don't need no clover to strike me some luck Skate on my ice like I handle a puck Shoot a shot and niggas duck VVSs on deluxe I keep it asscher, the cut Count the Swiss when I'm burnin a Dutch Way too lavish, you never could touch Famished, eating her up Mrs Myers, cleaning my plate Then I clean up this cash with a rake I show love, it could never be fake Steady grind, and go hard everyday Told the family these bills, I'm gon pay Got no time for a hater today Like the matrix, I'm missing the shade I keep that pack in a safe So much money I look like a Bank Reclining the seats in the wraith Aim and then cock I heard you niggas been talking a lot Strip off the top Twisted the locs She finna back it up right on my spot Yeah Bubble the pot Ain't on no court but I'm taking my shot VVS's on my Cartier lense Sonoma vintage leather in my Benz Jump in the coupe and we zoomin again Shawty wan call me her mans I'm tryna f*ck on friends Ain't no maybes, I'm getting it in She need me, she can't even pretend Smokin on fatty, no imps Monkey see, monkey do, you a chimp Money makin me walk wit a gimp Private reserve on an island Fresh of the boat, but we flyin I ain't wanna be the one to sauce a nigga like we eating with Italians Rockin givenchy medallions Toss a biddy like a salad Quarter Millie on a set of wheelies Now I got the Veyron wildin I'm a healer for my people, standing up, bet that Trayvon smiling They gon try a nigga like I'm Malcolm X, til a nigga get violent Business is business my nigga, if you ain't family nigga, you just a client I left that hoe now she cryin Never tryna take a break I just stay ready to go If a nigga try his luck He can see me with the flow You can peep it online Niggas sayin I'm the one Never worried bout the fake They only in it for fun Aim and then cock I heard you niggas been talking a lot Strip off the top Twisted the locs She finna back it up right on my spot Yeah Bubble the pot Ain't on no court but I'm taking my shot VVS's on my Cartier lense Sonoma vintage leather in my Benz Jump in the coupe and we zoomin again Shawty wan call me her mans I'm tryna f*ck on friends Ain't no maybes, I'm getting it in She need me, she can't even pretend Smokin on fatty, no imps Monkey see, monkey do, you a chimp Money makin me walk wit a gimp
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