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Okay She see diamonds on my body, now she think I'm famous Already told you that I'm really painless Now they see me goin' up, and I know they hate it Boy you broke, and your wrist is vacant, uh Choppa on me, it'll stop the fakin', uh I can't see through these Cartier lens, uh What's on my body, it can probably pay rent, uh Stop that talkin', 'cuz you know that I got money hella Made a band, and then I spent it on some damn Margiela I should make XXL, but I'm not a large fella Niggas know I cannot fail, I got too much greatness in me Baby said she want Chanel, Imma mix it the Fendi All his diamonds fake, he rockin' copper, that boy rockin' pennies Inside the coupe is tan, the outside red, it look just like spaghetti I heard that boy want beef and he want smoke, nigga Imma dead it The G2, Imma tote, and it's gon' blow, it look like confetti Yuh, yuh, got this 40 on me All that shit talkin leave his dumbass in a grave Yuh yuh, I got diamonds on me, bitch I'm shinin I got chains on like a fuckin' slave Shoutout Kan, shoutout Summrs Shoutout to the slay He say packin' bands, we know that's cap, boy you know you ain't I shoot like Barbosa, Imma soldier, feel like Candypaint I put the sprite in, and mix it 'till it's Easter pink Choppa on me blow, uh They tryna steal my flow, uh Boy yo' bitch a hoe, uh I thought you should know I drop the top, it's low, uh I got the gang on go, uh I'm running out of space, finna put diamonds on my toes She see diamonds on my body, now she think I'm famous Already told you that I'm really painless Now they see me goin' up, and I know they hate it Boy you broke, and your wrist is vacant, uh Choppa on me, it'll stop the fakin', uh I can't see through these Cartier lens, uh What's on my body, it can probably pay rent, uh Stop that talkin', 'cuz you know that I got money hella Money comin' in, I feel just like a pro, yeah I should make a pizza, I got all this dough, yeah Remember when they treat me like a fuckin' joke, yeah Now they say that I'm finna be on, yeah Ben Frank, blue cheese Yo' hoe, blew me I kicked her out, she choosy That bitch was tryna use me I bought my bae Chanae-nae 'cuz I like the way she do me And I feel like Bob the Builder, 'cuz I'm stayin with this toolie Baby we just vibin', let's go out to an island Yo' ex-nigga a dummy, I'm better and he childish Mix the fuckin' cup until it's purple, 'till it's violet She know when I f*ck I get aggressive, I get violent Nigga Imma find you, you a pussy and you hidin' I heard you like talkin' but the G2 leave you silent Knocked that nigga teeth out 'cuz my style, he tryna bite it Uh, yeah my style he tryna bite it She see diamonds on my body, now she think I'm famous Already told you that I'm really painless Now they see me goin' up, and I know they hate it Boy you broke, and your wrist is vacant, uh Choppa on me, it'll stop the fakin', uh I can't see through these Cartier lens, uh What's on my body, it can probably pay rent, uh Stop that talkin', 'cuz you know that I got money hella She see diamonds on my body, now she think I'm famous Already told you that I'm really painless Now they see me goin' up, and I know they hate it Boy you broke, and your wrist is vacant, uh Choppa on me, it'll stop the fakin', uh I can't see through these Cartier lens, uh What's on my body, it can probably pay rent, uh Stop that talkin', 'cuz you know that I got money hella
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