| Hop out of that foreign, 'bout to stick it, yeah yeah
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| They ain’t gotta hear that I’m the nigga, yeah yeah
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| Baguettes on the Rollie’ll be drippin', yeah yeah
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| And even when I’m sleepin', man I’m countin', yeah yeah (ayy, ayy)
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah (ayy, ayy)
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah (ayy, ayy)
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah (ayy, ayy)
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| And even when I’m sleepin', man I’m countin', yeah yeah
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| It’s two hundred and fifty in my Chase account
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| See that’s a quarter milly if I take it out
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| I told a bitch, ain’t got no time to take her out
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| No we don’t do no dates and we ain’t making out
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| I spent a hundred thousand just on Din and Dame
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| And then I spent another hundred on Mone and Main
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| Rest in peace to all my niggas bitch, and free the gang
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| This foreign in my garage, I can’t pronounce the name
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| I fell asleep bitch, with the Rollie on
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| Hit the Rollie store with the Rollie on
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| My nigga Rich Real said get the Patek Philippe
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| He the only nigga I know had it before me, it’s Philthy
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| Hop out of that foreign, 'bout to stick it, yeah yeah
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| They ain’t gotta hear that I’m the nigga, yeah yeah
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| Baguettes on the Rollie’ll be drippin', yeah yeah
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| And even when I’m sleepin', man I’m countin', yeah yeah (ayy, ayy)
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah (ayy, ayy)
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah (ayy, ayy)
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah (ayy, ayy)
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| And even when I’m sleepin', man I’m countin', yeah yeah
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| Look, rest in peace Bankroll Fresh
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| All I ever wanted was a bankroll and to be fresh
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| Sixty thousand in my Balmains
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| Bustdown Rollie, nigga can’t afford it plain
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| My bitch rockin' the same thing
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| All these pieces 'round my neck all custom made
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| Poured an eight of Act up in my lemonade
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| These niggas so emotional, that’s a female trait
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| I fell asleep bitch, with the AP on
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| Hit the AP store bitch, with the AP on
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| I drink Rosé, no Avion
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| Got these broke niggas sick 'cause my paper long, it’s Philthy
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| Hop out of that foreign, 'bout to stick it, yeah yeah
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| They ain’t gotta hear that I’m the nigga, yeah yeah
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| Baguettes on the Rollie’ll be drippin', yeah yeah
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| And even when I’m sleepin', man I’m countin', yeah yeah (ayy, ayy)
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah (ayy, ayy)
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah (ayy, ayy)
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah (ayy, ayy)
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| And even when I’m sleepin', man I’m countin', yeah yeah |