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Bitch, I'm slimy, it's a blessin Been gettin' money, I still like flixin Drivin' town and askin' around the nearest bank, I need directions Yeah, you f*ck with me, but can I put this ten right in your checkin Do you f*ck with me or do I gotta ask you some more questions You gon' hold me down when I be down and stressin bae this drip or down, you gotta match my drown, cuz I be dressin You gon' ride around and watch me flip these pounds, I don't like texting All these niggas clowning, got the fakest smile, I don't respect em, nah Ride around, cat can't catch it, nah up blick, cuz I don't like wrestling, nah Niggas on the block, no pressure, nah her ass to fat, can't catch it, nah She lame', yea I see all them flaws She text, cuz I ignore them calls hoe why you drop them panties, i just want jaws You ain't my bitch, you ain't get my glock The block still hot, still stayin' on stock Ain't tryna drop banks, how that bitch kick rocks Been gettin' money, still punch that clock I been touch ten & i still ain't stopped Won't stop slidin' till I hit that drop I don't hang with niggas, cuz they act like cops high off weed bitch i dont sip wock why you talk like that Bitch, that's how I talk