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I'm to deep up in my bag to be beefing bout a bitch I hit the d to grab some ps and shot a video in Flint Yeah I know these bitches ugly these balencis cost yo rent One of the dumbest ways to die is probably thinking I'm a bitch Hit a hick with Snow and Ice I made it windy in this bitch I put some Gucci on my daughter I put fendi on my bitch Gave a tester to my spender and they said it wasn't it Hype beast spike lee basketballs I got a script I got a rush but not a Richie but I'm fucking wit my richies I got that shit on NBC I'm putting on msn on Benny She was stuck up seen then she started acting friendly I f*ck bitches I sip Tristian Niggas still rapping bout a bag he ain't getting Bought that shit and I flipped it seen yo whip and I swissed it I sell blues and sip red I'm in trap set tripping Amiris got em turning heads like when a nigga breath kicking My young nigga hitting pharm with note he up at cvs tripping Ima watch the cameras why u suck we ain't bouta Netflix it Bouta load her cash app cause yo bitch neck different Tel quay trishy wok got me dizzy Shoebox turnt f*ck who turnt in the city I got wayne gretzki got some fet and some Brittney Tryna flag a snorter she like why yo nose so itchy
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