| It's a joke ting to be honest |
| I'm pissed 'cause obviously that's bro |
| But at the same time, he's done what he's needed to do |
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| Zino Records |
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| She's in love with a G. So, she fucking for free |
| That table's double the fee, that ain't money to me |
| I spent hours weighing up white |
| Old heads said I ain't worked a hard day in my life |
| Get the fuck out of here |
| Copped my guy a chain and a whip |
| Signed to Zino Records and it came with a brick |
| And a scale |
| My wardrobe's all "designer" |
| And my re-up's looking like the Great Wall Of China |
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| Spent years on the strip. That only made me smart |
| My chick's lade parts look like a state of art |
| That's my bitch |
| Remember me and jazz only had a brick |
| Used to have to split a box like a magic trick |
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| We don't play |
| I shoot a bitch in her tits trying to set me up like Liyah Mai |
| I write a 16 when I'm bored |
| Only rap nigga that's a drug lord |
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| It's Nines |
| Now I got champagne problems |
| I was dead broke but look at me now |
| Champagne problems always knew I'll be rich |
| It just took me a while |
| Champagne problems might announce a tour |
| I ain't been booked in a while |
| Champagne problems got a portable stove |
| I'll cook it up now |
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| Boom |
| I'm reasoning with my accountant about my companies, taxes and VAT |
| I came a long way from entering my plea |
| I'm an asset now. I can't afford a liability |
| I make a plan, then I make a move |
| I ain't new to this money |
| I got shoe boxes |
| What you niggas make in gross profit, that's my net profit |
| And that ting you call your girlfriend: I get necked off it |
| Cuban links with baguettes on it and Pateks |
| Fuck a bitch and then I fuck another bitch. I got Tourette's |
| I can get you anything you need to get |
| I got connects |
| Me and Nina run the city. Fuck Sadiq and the elections |
| Glocks with extensions |
| Revolvers with black rubber grips |
| I'm a rapper but I'm still with the shits |
| Pop the cork on a spades |
| Pour some out for the niggas that I missed |
| And drink straight out the bottle. Fuck a sip |
| Light up and get lit |
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| If they're calling this a game, you can say that he's conquered it |
| There ain't nothing that he ain't done |
| You feel me? |
| So, sometimes you just gotta bow out gracefully |
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