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My pockets fat they can't fit in a picture That hoe is leaving I just won't miss her She playing games just like it's Twister Aim at the range I'm keeping it center I curse on this bitch I ain't worried bout censors My wrist is cold just like it's winter Taking no L's cause I am a winner I ain't her dad but she call me mister Don't f*ck with the lean don't mess with the double cup Getting the racks you know that it doubled up He don't get money he just be doubting us He just be dissing I parry ain't talking bout platypus I get to the racks that only makes one of us You is disgusting like touching a pimple puss That boy is broke he ride on the fucking bus I get to the money I get to the cash Losing the racks but I make it all back I'm with your bitch and I'm buying her bags Louis, Chanel we don't take off the tag Counting my money I put it in stacks That boy is running like it was a lap We keep it a buck we take off his cap He talking down, we put him on plasma Mess up his lungs, he just got asthma He ain't the teacher, but he give you answers That boy is rude like, Where are your manners? I am the best, I feel like commander All of these racks, I put it together Up at the top, I'm climbing the ladder They just be talking, none of it matters My pockets fat they can't fit in a picture That hoe is leaving I just won't miss her She playing games just like it's Twister Aim at the range I'm keeping it center I curse on this bitch I ain't worried bout censors My wrist is cold just like it's winter Taking no L's cause I am a winner I ain't her dad but she call me mister Don't f*ck with the lean don't mess with the double cup Getting the racks you know that it doubled up He don't get money he just be doubting us I'm balling hard like I'm playing with Messi One of the best, and you can not test me He talking down like, Who are you pressing? He make no money, that shit depressing Asking him once, he start confessing He disrespect, hit him with red beam He talking down, leaving him resting He running up like, Who are you testing? My pockets fat they can't fit in a picture That hoe is leaving I just won't miss her She playing games just like it's Twister Aim at the range I'm keeping it center I curse on this bitch I ain't worried bout censors My wrist is cold just like it's winter Taking no L's cause I am a winner I ain't her dad but she call me mister