| You already know I get this money for real
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| You could go ahead and check my numbers last year
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| 2017, it’ll be the same thing
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| We gon' get a couple bottles, we gon' pop 'em for the team, yeah
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| That’s just how I live life
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| Shawty know we livin' for the limelight
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| She actin' like she used to the fast life, first class flights
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| Shawty turn the flex to a pastime, ey
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| Stack the paper up
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| Wit' an asian bitch and we be layin' up, ey
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| Maybe roll a white paper up
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| Maybe pour a little Hennessy up in a cup, ey, yeh
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| Couple bitches at the crib and the sauce, A1
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| This go out to Aahj and all my day one’s
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| That’s just how I’m livin', roll another swisher, ey
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| If you tryna' kick it, shawty, say what you’re feelin', yeh, ey
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| I turn the youtube views into new Bape shoes, yeah, ey
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| In the FL stu' makin' new breakthroughs, yeah, ey
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| Now its rappers in my email askin' 'bout a feature «What's the price and what’s
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| the details?»
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| «Is you really gettin' money? |
| Is you really with these females?», ey, ey
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| Yeah I’m really getting money
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| Yeah I’m really with these females, ey
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| Rollin' up on the beach, ash, the doobie in a seashell, yuh, ooh yah
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| I’m too cold for these young boys, ey
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| I’m too dope for these old boys, yeah
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| Think I’m too rich for these broke boys, broke boys
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| Shorty got a backwood, finna roll up
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| Pour a little liquor in your cup
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| Chillin' with a backwood, they know us
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| They know us, yeah, they know us
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| Shorty got a backwood, finna roll up
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| Pour a little liquor in your cup
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| Chillin' with a backwood, they know us
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, they know us
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| So go on scroll down a bit and read the comments
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| They say that I’m a great and they just bein' honest
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| Tell my homies that I love 'em cause tomorrow never promised
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| Sippin' champagne for everything we accomplished, ey
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| And they’ve been waiting so patient in anticipation
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| For the small-town Missouri boy to make it famous
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| Counting blue hundreds, tell my mom I made it
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| Took her out for lobster best believe that we was gettin' faded
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| Headed to the coast
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| Go on raise your glass I propose a toast
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| Pull up to the spot throwin' c-notes, blowin' weed smoke
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| I traded in the Cutlass, yeah I copped the ghost, ooh
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| Butterfly doors and they goin' way up, ey
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| Askin 'bout a feature boy you better pay up, ey
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| Pourin' out the liquor that’s just how we livin', ey yeah
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| If you tryin' to kick it shawty, say what you feeling, yeah
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| I turn the one bedroom to a suite with a view, yah, ey
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| I turn the Oldsmobile to a BMW, yah, ey, yeah
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| Now it’s girls in my DM’s, askin' what I’m doin', tryna' kick it for the weekend
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| We could stay out all night and tomorrow we could sleep in, ey, yeah
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| I gave that girl the swimmin' lessons and we take it to the deep end, oooh yeah
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| Piña colada mama, yeah, lil shawty Puerto Rican, ooh, yeah, hey
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| I get this money ain’t have no choice, ey
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| Gloin' up with my young boys, ey
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| Watch me skrt off in the Rolls-Royce, Rolls-Royce
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| Shorty got a backwood, finna roll up
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| Pour a little liquor in your cup
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| Chillin' with a backwood, they know us
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| They know us, yeah, they know us
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| Shorty got a backwood, finna roll up
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| Pour a little liquor in your cup
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| Chillin' with a backwood, they know us
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, they know us |