| I'm poppin' bitch, just check your shit when you go down your feed |
| Ain't never need that girl for nothing but to roll my weed |
| You can't describe me |
| But it's one word that you can't say, greed |
| I'm out in Vegas with my rounds breaking down a T |
| I pull up low suspension, and this car like Need For Speed |
| A country boy up in the city, this ain't what they see |
| DM that bitch on Instagram and she ain't even see |
| She seen me out in public now she wanna follow me |
| I'm a walkin' |
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| machine, now she gon' swallow me |
| Got them choppas on deck for niggas following |
| Drank came in clean, this ain't what they see |
| Louis bag full of hundreds, this ain't what the see |
| I'm a walkin' don-dada, like my women mean |
| I got shit I just invest in when I wanna fling |
| I don't pay 'em no mind, give them hoes a dream |
| I've been workin' overtime shit, I barely sleep |
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| Bitch we steady groovin' |
| Ain't got no time for these hoes, they steady choosin' |
| She walkin' in this bitch, you fuckin' up the movement |
| Boy, we will beat your ass for acting like a goofy |
| Boy, boy don't come around actin' like a groupie |
| Boy, don't come around thinkin' this shit stupid |
| Told my ex-hoe to keep watching the movie |
| Told them fake niggas keep watching the movie |
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