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Wanna know what's in my cup, yeah Me and my bros sippin' red, yeah You know I stay pouring fours, yeah That shit it go to the head I'm a boss, make money in bed When I drop, I make me a check And these boys, they don't want no static But my boys, they want smoke instead I'm the shit, I want my respect Diamonds dancin', got VV my neck I'm not French, I got me baguettes On a hustle don't know what is rest And I make more than the rest That's the reason these niggas upset That's the reason these niggas be mad, yeah I'm probably fuckin' they ex In the party, yeah, I take a X Yeah In the party, yeah, Im getting geeked Me a lil' twin, speeding in a jeep We up all night, we never sleep Wake up in smoke, rinse and repeat Prada her bag, Prada my sheets, dior the tag Chrome hearts my slevee, they don't want static yeah Me and niggas , they stackin', yeah We got the dope, yeah, we trappin', yeah Making this music my passion, yeah She said that she love my fashion, yeah She said that she love the swag They be hatin' i jus' let em' chat Niggas broke, they want what I have But they can't, go get your own swag Yeah, yeah, get your swag, bitch, yeah She my main, bitch, huh, yeah Yeah, all these side bitches, yeah Yeah They all, they want my attention Yeah, they can't get it, no Yeah, I spent, couple bands at the store Yeah, my blood, they blow through them cho, huh Wanna know what's in my cup, yeah Me and my bros sippin' red, yeah You know I stay pouring fours, yeah That shit it go to the head I'm a boss, make money in bed When I drop, I make me a check And these boys, they don't want no static But my boys, they want smoke instead 22