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Private flight to the coast The feds keep lookin' for me Champagne glass ima toast This ho gon' ruin my sleep Diamonds white like a ghost This Rollie match all of my teeth I'ma just keep doin' me Bitch is you stupid, I'm geeked Already blessed, I ain't sneeze Balenciaga, my sneaks Prada, Gucci, Louis V I left bruises on her knees New ho every other week I'ma just keep doin' me I'ma just keep doin' me Bentley two-seater, I'm constantly speedin The cop pulled me over, I kept it in drive This ho a diva, girl, why is we beefin I lost my composure, I ran out of time Favorite my recents, and puzzles the pieces She likin' my photos, but she not my type Offensive and defense, yo team in the deep end And you low on that O2, the sharks finna bite I bought a Beamer, I kick it with demons My diamonds is gleamin, shit, we bout to slide Cartier earrings, my bitch can't believe it She think I'm facetious, ho, I never lie It's winning season, this weed got me cheesin Won't keep it a secret, yeah, I'm super fried Buy it, don't lease it, my money increasin You odd bitch I'm even do y'all even try? Pushin' this wraith too goddamn hard I shouldn't have stopped, it's been free me Broke-ass lame, go spend at the bar Got Moncler slippers all over my feet There ain't no way I'm gettin' out of this charge My pockets is starvin' and they bout to eat Them stupid-ass pigs tried impounding my car And ever since then I accept no defeat I'ma just keep doin' me Bitch is you stupid, I'm geeked Already blessed, I ain't sneeze Balenciaga, my sneaks Prada, Gucci, Louis V I left bruises on her knees I'ma just keep doin' me All of these lames claim that I am deceased I'm immortal, can never die, cause I'm a seer Like Freyja or Mimir I'm takin' my Beamer And Bentley two Seater and takin' that fine shit To Arby's or Mickey D, bitch, cause I'm cheap Don't you know money ain't growin' on trees And K2 ain't blow yet, so take it or leave it Uh-huh, uh-huh F*ck a beat, I never needed it May be conceited, however, my woman is fine Game is game, you best respect it Or cry in the dust, as your bitch ass just get left behind Fine shit named after a country I may have to f*ck around, call for a solo invasion I'm high as a spaceship, dat leavin' the station And takin' a trip to the next galaxy All y'all fuckboys envy me Hate k9 the MVP Quit your whinin' and bitchin, you ain't no exception I'm the next up, a nominee F*ck a beat, I never needed it It may be conceited, however, my woman is fine (Woman is fine) Pushin' this wraith too goddamn hard I shouldn't have stopped, it's been free me Broke-ass lame, go spend at the bar Got Moncler slippers all over my feet There ain't no way I'm gettin' out of this charge Stupid ass pigs tried impounding my car And ever since then, I accept no defeat I'ma just keep doin' me Bitch is you stupid I'm geeked Already blessed I ain't sneeze Balenciaga my sneaks Prada, Gucci, Louis V I left bruises on her knees New hoe every other week I'ma just keep doin' me I'ma just keep doin' me I'ma just keep doin' me I'ma just keep doin' me I'ma just keep doin' me I'ma just keep doin' me I'ma just keep doin' me I'ma just keep doin' me
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