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(I love you Dzy) (I love you too my dude) She attracted to niggas gettin' that money, yeah No fifties and twenties, talkin' blue hunnids, yeah I done came up from nothin', made it out the gutter, yeah Soon as I got me a lil' somethin', I made it double, yeah In the mall, we cuttin' up, we spazzin' with the guala Can't take this shit with me so I'ma enjoy every dolla Plus I got the pistol with me, you don't want no problem Nigga come playin' for his life, I'ma rob him I'll put a nigga out they they misery Don't confuse me with the industry That's how you get left in the street Thinkin' you take some M's from me Ridin' with Lil Mosey, that's my woadie, bitch, we demons Blowin' on Runtz, got me in this bitch, preachin' Like, "Mosey, we doin' better now" Like, "Mosey, we gettin' cheddar now" Designer on all my sweaters now I can hit the mall and tear it down Only fuckin' the baddest bitches now Don't trust no ho, they'll snake you out So you know I'm kickin' that bitch out Soon as my dick get out her mouth Never had a job, I was kickin' it with the felons They taught me how to rob and sell more gas at 7-Eleven Totin' MAC-11s, run up, go to heaven Try to run, we catch 'em, bless 'em, and stretch 'em She attracted to niggas gettin' that money, yeah No fifties and twenties, talkin' blue hunnids, yeah I done came up from nothin', made it out the gutter, yeah Soon as I got me a somethin', I made it double, yeah In the mall, we cuttin' up, we spazzin' with the guala Can't take this shit with me so I'ma enjoy every dolla Plus I got the pistol with me, you don't want no problem Nigga come playin' for his life, I'ma rob him Uh, pull up, me and Jackboy (Jack) Just some young rich niggas But we still pull up in GAT, boy (yeah) Hop on a muhfuckin' jet (yeah) Don't even know where I'm goin' (ooh) But shorty, I'm comin' right back (back) Left to go get some racks (glee tied) New Dior that came out yesterday, you now I copped that (cop) When I was broke, I used to get that where the licks at (brrt) Free my bro, yeah, he just got crizacked Twenty-some' years, I'm finna get that nigga big racks Bitches wanna f*ck me 'cause they know that I'm that nigga now (nigga now) Any bitch that dumped me back then, we not hangin' now (bitch) Amiri jeans, Louis V, Fendi, yeah, I'm standin' out (damn, that's drip) Jackboy, talk your shit (talk your shit) She attracted to niggas gettin' that money, yeah No fifties and twenties, talkin' blue hunnids, yeah I done came up from nothin', made it out the gutter, yeah Soon as I got me a somethin', I made it double, yeah In the mall, we cuttin' up, we spazzin' with the guala Can't take this shit with me so I'ma enjoy every dolla Plus I got the pistol with me, you don't want no problem Nigga come playin' for his life, I'ma rob him
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