| She gon' suck me just like I’m a Slurpee
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| She was sexy, I bought her a Birkin
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| We gon' fuck, she gon' pull on my turban
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| Finna go do a show in Milwaukee
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| Bought a foreign from sellin' exotic
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| Finna run to the bag, I be joggin'
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| I’m in LA, I re-up in Compton
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| She only fuckin' with bosses
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| She tryna' hold my dick hostage
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| All this drip on my body be costly
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| Keep a miniature nine in my pocket
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| I went overboard in my closet
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| Hoop’n just like I be Dragic
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| These niggas sweet, androgynous
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| Me talk to twelve, that’s preposterous
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| I just hope wifey come flood my wrist
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| Went to Burberry’s to style my bitch
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| I was in the PJ’s tryna get rich
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| I was on camera, had to slap out a J
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| Nigga told a bold-faced lie to my face
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| Get your own drip, tryna ride my wave
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| I just told Sonny let me get a temp fade
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| Niggas try the circle watch his ass get slayed
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| House in Alpharetta and it come with a maid
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| Performing in your city with them sticks on stage
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| Nigga tried to shoot me but I only got grazed
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| I can see your hate through the Cartier frame
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| Shoot you in the mouth just say my name
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| I ain’t even done yet, shorty done came
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| The pack beat me back and it already came
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| Independent nigga, I’ma stay in my lane (Yeah, Yeah)
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| Ain’t trying to associate with none of these lames (Yeah, Yeah)
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| She gon' hit the crib and get naughty
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| Only communicate with bosses
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| Half a million dollar from exotic
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| Selling this Wedding Cake and Lemon Tree
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| Rocking Red Bottoms, Balenci’s
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| Burning on Gelato thirty-three
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| Colt 45 with the lemon squeeze
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| I can mail 'em to you for a shipping fee
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| Yeah
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| She gon' suck me just like I’m a Slurpee
 | 
| She was sexy, I bought her a Birkin
 | 
| We gon' fuck, she gon' pull on my turban
 | 
| Finna go do a show in Milwaukee
 | 
| Bought a foreign from sellin' exotic
 | 
| Finna run to the bag, I be joggin'
 | 
| I’m in LA, I re-up in Compton
 | 
| She only fuckin' with bosses
 | 
| She tryna' hold my dick hostage
 | 
| All this drip on my body be costly
 | 
| Keep a miniature nine in my pocket
 | 
| I went overboard in my closet
 | 
| Hoop’n just like I be Dragic
 | 
| These niggas sweet, androgynous
 | 
| Me talk to twelve, that’s preposterous
 | 
| I just hope wifey come flood my wrist
 | 
| Went to Burberry’s to style my bitch
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| I was in the PJ’s tryna get rich |