| Woo, woo
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
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| Ratchet on me like a charm, that’s no bracelet
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| Make it sing like it’s Solange and erase shit
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| I got too much weight on me, stash in basements
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| Pass the digi dash, sell before the hour pass
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| Hol' up, you spendin' too much, how you make it stack? |
| Ayy
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| I need a bedroom just to lay the cash, ayy
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| I’m droppin' out but I ain’t fail no math, ayy
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| I bought a foreign just to drive it, skrrt (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
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| Two seater coupe, I chose to ride with her, ayy (ride with her)
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| She give me top, don’t need to tutor her, ayy
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| She like Margiela, like to rock the fur, ayy
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| I like to show her, watch her nigga splurge, ayy
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| Holy grail, I sip only Act
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| Digi-dash, my Rollie froze, she so attached
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| Fuckin' with me, fuck what your friends say
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| You know that I’m master, yeah, I’m sensei
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| Ayy, my flexin' turned to habit since I’m on
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| Ayy, my flexin' turned to habit since I’m on
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| And I’m on the Bombay, ayy
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| Fuckin' on me, faded off the Bombay
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| I can’t bring it home, ayy
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| It’s way too late out, I cannot come home, ayy
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| I’m way too faded, I cannot come home, ayy
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| My main bitch tellin' me time to come home, ayy
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| All I needed was my medicine
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| Bitch, I don’t talk, and off top, I see no need
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| Bitch, I don’t talk and the fifth is what I plead
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| Bitch love my Glock 'cause I squeeze her when I please
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| Bitch, I got Wok, I got molly and codeine
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| I’m a thug, bitch, I’m a thug
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| Show me love, bitch, show me love, yeah
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| Love like a wishbone, twist like a fishbone
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| Flips like a Bitcoin, zip on my flip phone
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| Say you got a man, yeah, that’s one less for me
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| Come through swagged up just to undress for me
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| (Say you got a man, yeah, that’s one less for me
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| Come through swagged up just to undress for me)
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| Holy grail, I sip only Act
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| Digi-dash, my Rollie froze, she so attached
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| Fuckin' with me, fuck what your friends say
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| You know that I’m master, yeah, I’m sensei
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| Ayy, my flexin' turned to habit since I’m on
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| Ayy, my flexin' turned to habit since I’m on
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| And I’m on the Bombay, ayy
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| Fuckin' on me, faded off the Bombay
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| I can’t bring it home, ayy |