| Yeah, yeah
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| I caught a vibe, you know what I’m sayin'? |
| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Yeah, let’s go
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| Yeah, I’m a real one, you’re opposite, yeah yeah
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| You buy Gucci, I buy Chanel, we the opposite, yeah yeah
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| I got grown bad hoes, they know I’m the shit, yeah yeah
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| You got young dumb hoes who ain’t talkin' 'bout shit, yeah yeah
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| If she suck my dick, I drip her wrist, yeah yeah
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| Air Force 1's with my Germain 'fit, yeah yeah
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| Air Force 1's and Germain on my bitch too
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| Yeah, shit, she just tryna do what I do
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| Yeah, yeah, woo, bitch, turn up
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| Yeah, you see me, turn up, turn up
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| When we in the building, turn up
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| If he trippin', turn up on him
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| Xan, Percs, turn up, turn up
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| Baby girl, turn up, turn up
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| Turn up, turn up
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| I don’t know what a nigga sayin'
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| These niggas playin', I ain’t playin'
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| Thirty AR shots, leave him plankin'
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| Stay tryna steal the drip, these niggas Plankton
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| Chains on me, they not tanglin'
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| Hellcat, not a stain on it
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| My word, you know I’ma stand on it
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| Yeah, I fuck her, she tat my name, yeah
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| She tat mine, it’s permanent
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| Ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, flossy flossy
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| Flossy flossy bossy, yeah
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| Inside look like Tootsie Roll
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| Get these bands and toss it up
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| Yeah, yeah
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| It’s like a football game when I toss it up
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| Yeah, no heads or tails but I toss her up
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| Yeah, I’m a real one, you’re opposite, yeah yeah
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| You buy Gucci, I buy Chanel, we the opposite, yeah yeah
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| I got grown bad hoes, they know I’m the shit, yeah yeah
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| You got young dumb hoes who ain’t talkin' 'bout shit, yeah yeah
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| If she suck my dick, I drip her wrist, yeah yeah
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| Air Force 1's with my Germain 'fit, yeah yeah
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| Air Force 1's and Germain on my bitch too
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| Yeah, shit, she just tryna do what I do
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| She just wanna do what I do
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| I say «Boo, shit, it’s up to you»
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| I want all of you, I ain’t tryna choose
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| Yeah, I just be with shooters, but I shoot it too
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| Yeah
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| Come here girl, yeah
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| Come here girl, yeah
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| Come here, give me some head
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| Yeah
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| She blow up my phone and I’m busy
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| I’m in the snake pit, yeah, you know I get tricky
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| You know I get sticky
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| Still own Glocks, the drake hold a fifty
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| Him and him in a Bentley
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| I stay on my pivot
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| These hoes, they know that I’m pimpin'
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| Yeah, and pack came in
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| Migo, he get it, he shift it
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| Yeah, benjamins, stuffed in these britches
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| Talkin' Wonder Bread, stuffed in these britches
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| Okay, shit
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| Yeah, I’m a real one, you’re opposite, yeah yeah
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| You buy Gucci, I buy Chanel, we the opposite, yeah yeah
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| I got grown bad hoes, they know I’m the shit, yeah yeah
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| You got young dumb hoes who ain’t talkin' 'bout shit, yeah yeah
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| If she suck my dick, I drip her wrist, yeah yeah
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| Air Force 1's with my Germain 'fit, yeah yeah
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| Air Force 1's and Germain on my bitch too
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| Yeah, shit, she just tryna do what I do |