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Freak bitch drop that hoe I told her I don't need it Running from this metal watch them drop like they anemic Tell me that she love me but she don't I won't believe it Counting all this money drop the top this shit so scenic Flexing all his gold his shit is fake is it from dollar tree Get my bro and do the dash it's easy like geometry Don't f*ck with hoes just get my paper guess that's my best quality Just bought a rolls and crashed it cuz that shit really don't bother me Puff that shit and pass it, have bad habits, bust his lip so tragic Rob him for his Patek, pistol grabbing, toting automatics Pull up like what happened, don't want static, bitches so dramatic Bitch don't stop for traffic, driving classics, know we problematic Bad Bitch in the back seat of the M4 call that shit fake taxi Shooting like I'm Tyrese Maxey, smoke your bro and eat that packed meat Light skin bitch same color as butter cups, take two more like f*ck it I level up Bad lil bitch we f*ck on the regular, obsessed with dick calling my cellular 5 Seconds showtime f*ck now it's too late We hit em with the bullets now he bleeding out the Kool Aid Red leather seats how we pull up in the Mulsanne You can never beat me keeping cream like I'm Wu Tang We gon hit em up fire rain keep em hypnotized I put white on your bitches face I just colonized Keep it on the low profile we gon minimize What the f*ck you saying this is 16's enterprise Hit em with the UV spectrophotometry And your man could never be me that's my philosophy I could only get green and a really high vocity Baby please just get off of me, money piling on top of me I just tore the beat up, man that shits a monstrosity Stop I'm with my boys and we give em all the hot shit And I keep a sense maybe it's just for a moshpit Pull up with a Kodak or a Sony and get shot quick He think that he special get him cheap like a dropship (Red 40) Freak bitch drop that hoe I told her I don't need it Running from this metal watch them drop like they anemic Tell me that she love me but she don't I won't believe it Counting all this money drop the top this shit so scenic Flexing all his gold his shit is fake is it from dollar tree Get my bro and do the dash it's easy like geometry Don't f*ck with hoes just get my paper guess that's my best quality Just bought a rolls and crashed it cuz that shit really don't bother me
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