| All my niggas selling yayo
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| That bitch won’t move 'til I say so
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| We getting to them peso’s
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| We stacking taller than some legos
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| And we living like cowabunga
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| Keep designer frames over my eyes
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| I spent a half a mil' on my ride
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| I’m one hell of a fly guy
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| Niggas kingpins let them tell it
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| Smoking on that OG
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| From a hundred blocks you can smell it
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| Bank accounts on steroids
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| Cars like a dealership
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| Diddy on that global phone talk a hundred million dollar shit
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| 100 shells and that cherry top where it came from
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| The murder block with coke boys
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| And I heard about them turn them out
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| Shawty pop her pussy then she pop a pill
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| Had a million cash before I signed a deal
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| My eyes blurry in that clear port
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| We making movies nigga grab a chair for it
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| Top down when that car move
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| My Versace robe and my house shoes
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| One night, a hundred thou' or more
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| Fucking with locs and them pirus
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| All my niggas selling yayo
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| That bitch won’t move 'til I say so
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| We getting to them peso’s
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| We stacking taller than some legos
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| And we living like cowabunga
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| Keep designer frames over my eyes
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| I spent a half a mil' on my ride
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| I’m one hell of a fly guy
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| Pull up on 'em
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| Looking like a shark up out of water
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| Work up out that drive-thru
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| Hello, can I take your order
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| Haitians all across the sea, them stones around the border
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| People honest they could smell the coke-i-enia odor
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| Slippin' on it, trapeze
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| Ball until I got bad knees
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| She suck until she catch strep throat
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| Dick going deep, catch ho
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| I was off in that chopper
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| Break 'em off, yeah, I gots ta
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| Fuck niggas impostors send my goons up in su-casa
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| 5−4 we some hustlers, bunch of pigs don’t fly straight
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| My bezel be so frozen, that bitch gon' make time wait
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| Got four bitches rolling, they look like in line skates
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| So if I’m broke, broke I go Bruh-Man
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| I’m creeping through your fire escape
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| All my niggas selling yayo
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| That bitch won’t move 'til I say so
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| We getting to them peso’s
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| We stacking taller than some legos
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| And we living like cowabunga
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| Keep designer frames over my eyes
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| I spent a half a mil' on my ride
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| I’m one hell of a fly guy |