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I been getting higher than usual, fighting like judo, bank account sumo Digging the yard like a blue nose, not two, uno, give me my kudos Money stand taller than Pluto, grinding like Juco, pushing a two-door Niggas, they sweeter than glucose, see me, I'm solo, let go, then reload Said you a dog, you a poodle, sad but it's true though, hot like the roof on Left me for dead, but it's cool though, flex with my suit on, putting my crew on Put me through hell, but I know inside of your eyes, you know you can't do wrong Living inside your head like a new comb, so close yet so far gone So many hoes inside the crib, it look like a group home I fly with the owls, got my hoot on I'm stepping in mud, put my boots on I'm setting the tone, I got me a new phone, molding my own, like silicone I'm rocking chrome, and she got the cheetah on, brow skin hoe, look like Nia Long Racks on my arm, it's hard for her to leave me alone, drip like the heater on Don't look too long, you gone, you think you might've seen the ghost, she tryna eat a soul All black fit like an EMO Ass so fat, got the GMO Can't fit the racks in the peacoat Who is that outside the peep hole? It might be the people, got so many C-notes, they think it's illegal Bitch, I'm the boss, yeah, you just the CEO, they going wherever he go She giving throat, always 'til her knees swole, low key, it's boosting my ego My jacket iridescent like a beetle, all orange, my baby, eat you like a Cheeto Pussy bald, like it went through chemo, and sometimes, baby, I wan' be by my 'lone I can't condone all of this shit on my own, I really need you right now, answer the phone Can you tell me if you wanna be gone? You know sometimes a dog just wanna bone Ice on, like the lights on, nice one, right? Wrong, where my fight song? Bye-gone's gon' be bye-gone's, pipe down, I ain't done, I'm an icon Bite ya like a python, striker right now, to excite ya I got eyes of a tiger, fighter pilot, my side is higher Crown on, like Messiah, diamonds shining, yeah, I got the finest Shots off, send the sirens, crisis, one moment for the silence Down one, yeah, we minus Sick and tired of the violence, dying, buy in more to the guidance Hop out fresh, just like Trident, riding giant, yeah, like I'm Midas I ain't biased, I'm just honest Me and you, yeah, we chronic Draped in onyx, in designer, slimy, I got a wifey, fine China We ain't rivals, we just tired of crying and lying, diving off the high end Moving presidential like Biden, she talking spicy like she spit cayenne Took the loose ends, then we tied it, we never losing, we always win Cap got a suede, moose color, brim, I'm dunking shit, yeah, I stay above the rim Different colored bands like M&M's, I give her thrill, yeah, she like how I feel One day, I'll have a house in the hills, without a deal, I ain't ready to chill Out to kill, out to get me a mil', collect the bill, so cold that I'm ill Break the glass, like Shaquille O'Neal, I ain't got no fears, yeah, it's just how it is Off the grill, blowing smoke like a sear, ain't breaking seals, we ain't popping no pills Chandelier, yeah, on a lier Hit the rear, yeah, check the mirror Keep it clear, yeah, shed a tear My bitch so top tier, cold like Siberia, no, it can't stop here You getting bold, I know you ain't serious, just know I don't believe ya Know we on go, push up the road, just like a speed demon She touch her toes, know she gon' blow, left with a nose bleeding Outside, 80 degrees in a wife beater, I don't even like people Put this shit on with a light season, get around me, you might fight sneezing Your hoe looking at me, she sight-seeing, handle my balls, she Kyrie-ing Ten out of ten, got ten dime pieces, it look like a pipe meeting Pole, it look like a park meter, me and your hoe in a two-seater My niggas starving, they all heathens, f*ck around, flash out for no reason We'll never ever be even, you're only around 'cause the load easy Drip so hard, then I soak in it, move like the pope and the bros with me Y'all don't want smoke, y'all got no chimney, y'all don't want to float, all y'all low really Money make all y'all go silly, riding in a coupe with a ghost in it Your bank account looking a lil' empty, that shit don't even hold one penny Just know that my blood hold no envy, and that my story got no ending
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