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Cartier frames, do not touch my glasses Play with my name, end up in a casket Flew to Milan, and I spent a fat cheque He got a gun, but he not gonna blast it I need that green, kale, cabbage Her body on fleek, I smashed it, yeah I ain't rocking no Jordans, switching to Dior Wrist glow yellow make you think that it's magic Puffing on strong, smell it through my pores I need a Porsche off the showroom floor Lobster, pasta I eat like a mobster Wayne, Biggs, I'm a top shotta I'll slap a lame, like Will at the Oscars I'm getting cake, in Pounds and Dollars Can't trust these fake people, they some imposters You are Luke Skywalker I am your father Money hanging out my pockets, can you not see? All my niggas camouflage, in army fatigue Gold plated shabba rings, I am the nigga that people wanna be Kanye West ego, it's all about me Wanna live like this, gonna cost you a fee, yeah Cartier frames, do not touch my glasses Play with my name, end up in a casket Flew to Milan, and I spent a fat cheque He got a gun, but he not gonna blast it I need that green, kale, cabbage Her body on fleek, I smashed it I ain't rocking no Jordans, switching to Dior Wrist glow yellow make you think that it's magic Puffing on strong, smell it through my pores I need a Porsche off the showroom floor Lobster, pasta, I eat like a mobster Wayne, Biggs, I'm a top shotta I'll slap a lame, like Will at the Oscars I'm getting cake, in Pounds and Dollars Can't trust these fake niggas, they some imposters You are Luke Skywalker I am your father Came on a boat, I pull off in jet ski Play with the ice like a young Wayne Gretzky I'm not Hushpuppi, I don't do the fraud thing Said I'm a dog, but I do not fetch I'm driving a Benz, no travel expense She talking love, I just came for sex Bargaining chips, I'm paying for less Everything diamonds I'm rocking baguettes I'm coaching, no time-outs Get the money, stash it at the hideout Hit from the back now, stretching her spine out I'm in France now, Je Parlais bonjour She move wild on the dancefloor Shop in different states, like a world tour All about the green like a lawnmower Running to the money till my feet sore Cartier frames, do not touch my glasses Play with my name end up in a casket Flew to Milan, and I spent a fat cheque He got a gun, but he not gonna blast it I need that green, kale, cabbage Her body on fleek, I smashed it I ain't rocking no Jordans, switching to Dior Wrist glow yellow make you think that it's magic Puffing on strong, smell it through my pores I need a Porsche off the showroom floor Lobster, pasta, I eat like a mobster Wayne, Biggs, I'm a top shotta I'll slap a lame, like Will at the Oscars I'm getting cake, in Pounds and Dollars Can't trust these fake niggas they some imposters You are Luke Skywalker I am your father
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