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(P-p-Paol Trizzy maced it, bro) Pot of gold Hopefully I could chase the sack End of the road I leave and I ain't never comin' back That's all I know The question that you never seem to ask I wanna know How I react with beams and MACs? Lil' woadie kick a door She just want some diamonds Flooded from her head to toe Call it perfect timin', on her left wrist AP froze and overtimin', clock keep chimin' I think it's my time to go Dollar signs and he don't mind it Cookin' over stoves Bag made by Marc Jacobs, totin' Got my pistol in it AMG, I'm rollin', fully focused Need a cigarette i just gotta reassess They know this million dollar check (Paol Trizzy maced it, bro) Bae, I need to see you for this evenin' I can't get no rest She just want some diamonds, no She don't want no more of me Baby, you the finest I just want some loyalty I switched up her stylin', Balenciaga Jordan sneaks i swear that all these police Sirens really paranoin' me Relocate, I switch the tone on 'em I'm a dope boy they done even took my phone Number on the task force I can't even speak on my homie Makin' no noise big bankroll, can't fold Rockin' Chrome Hearts (Paol Trizzy maced it, bro) Oh Lord, Lil' Pluto, that's My woadie, woadie, in the Goyard Lil' Pluto, that's my woadie Forty in the Goyard 24K like Kobe, got a gold and cold heart Helicopter crash out, I remember last time I done really ran my racks up Now I could bring that cash out I feel like the bad guy How long we gon' last now? I could see me all in Aspen Sippin' on this Amstel Now I got the last laugh You gave me no chance You threw my city in the trash can F-150, word around the city, we got bags, and I could get them birdies for the cheap It's by the gas station (Paol Trizzy maced it, bro) I could get you murdered out the region I'm like Mad Max Pot of gold Hopefully I could chase the sack The end of the road I leave and I ain't never comin' back That's all I know The question that you never seem to ask I wanna know How I react with beams and MACs? Lil' woadie kick a door She just want some diamonds Flooded from her head to toe Call it perfect timin', on her left wrist AP froze and overtimin', clock keep chimin' I think it's my time to go Dollar signs and he don't mind it Cookin' over stoves Bag made by Marc Jacobs, totin' Got my pistol in it AMG, I'm rollin', fully focused Need a cigarette i just gotta reassess They know this million dollar check (Paol Trizzy maced it, bro) Bae, I need to see you for this evenin' I can't get no rest She just want some diamonds, no She don't want no more of me Baby, you the finest I just want some loyalty I switched up her stylin', Balenciaga Jordan sneaks i swear that all these police Sirens really paranoin' me