| Southside on the track, yeah
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| 808 Mafia
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| Hey
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| I can tiptoe in her pussy like a Loub, Chanel (Ayy)
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| Harriet Tubman twenties, weigh 'em up on the scale (Ayy)
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| Hair down to her ass, caught her like Odell (Hey)
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| All my hoes get Rollie Pollies, mines up on the shelf (Let's go)
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| Kicked out the hotel, we smoking gas, who else, nigga?
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| Flooded belt buckle like a wrestler, yes, nigga
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| Better not try to tell me what you seen a nigga doin'
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| She not fuckin' with me, then her life is probably ruined
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| We can leave America and we can make a movie
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| Every single diamond on me dancing like a movie
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| Make lil' mama nut inside her pants just like a movie
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| Abracadabra, tight pussy, need a toothpick
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| Throw away the fives and some of the dimes, and then I got twenties and up
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| I come with the vibes and some of the guys and I got a flooded Patek
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| I peep how you slide, I peep how you ride, and now they goin' off with your head
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| They know the reward’s a hundred racks so they gon' do all that they can
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| Don’t tell me you ridin' if you not gon' ride, we don’t got no time for that
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| playin'
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| We don’t come disguised, we gangsters for life, my nigga, we showin' our hands
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| I had turned the vibe my lil' wife, she’ll never be single again
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| They hate and throw rice, we richer for life, I used to serve ice, yikes (Hey)
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| Big tipper, Big, Big Dipper
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| King spiller, bitch, king dripper
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| King killer, King, Godzilla
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| Fuck her every week, still ain’t seen me, Marshmello
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| King Kuba, King Tut, Kuba
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| Black truck pull up on you just like Uber
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| Okay, I fuck her every night and she still ain’t seen my eyes, ayy
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| I don’t know the vibes so I introduce the ice
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| My lil' shawty hit a lick out a bando (Yeah)
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| Shawty came through 'bout tall as a man, woah (Aw, yeah)
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| She won’t come to you, ask, yes, you can go (Hey)
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| I got hitters on 175th, Chicago (Let's play)
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| Man, the feds done got my M’s up, I’m gon' on
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| She got hit by the whole gang, her pussy jumped on (Woo)
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| Baby, tell me what you prayin' for (Uh, uh)
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| That shit cap 'cause I’m the real McCoy (Yeah)
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| White diamonds on me, bitch, I’m pale
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| I got a baddie flyin' out of Israel
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| I kept like twenty pints of Actavis double sealed
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| I keep some Dubai shit on deck when I’m on chill, hey
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| I can tiptoe in that pussy like a Loub, Chanel (Ayy)
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| Harriet Tubman twenties, weigh 'em up on the scale (Ayy)
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| Hair down to her ass, caught her like Odell (Hey)
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| All my hoes get Rollie Pollies, mines up on the shelf (Let's go, Keed,
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| talk to 'em)
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| Yeah, I throw them racks on the blade
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| My baby, she mad, want me stay out of there, yeah
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| I drip this shit with Lil Gotit
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| We matching the shoes, the belt, yeah
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| Niggas, they know I’m the topic
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| They takin' they shot like ref, yeah
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| Soon as you think you gon' try me
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| They leaving you dead in your step
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| Ridin' 'round like the army, we triple-cross like Kyrie
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| My ho want a Percocet, she pop more than you and me
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| Man, that pussy too wet, I don’t care if she don’t wanna top me
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| And state your number, I don’t care if you don’t call me
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| I want big racks, I’m up early morning
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| These niggas big cat (Pussy), yeah, they tellin' on you
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| Yeah, the Hellcat roll up, Keed be ridin' on 'em
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| Wanna beef, I pay the cash, I ain’t got time for you, no cap, no cap
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| Big tipper, Big, Big Dipper
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| King spiller, bitch, king dripper
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| King killer, King, Godzilla
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| Fuck her every week, still ain’t seen me, Marshmello
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| King Kuba, King Tut, Kuba
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| Black truck pull up on you just like Uber
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| Okay, I fuck her every night and she still ain’t seen my eyes, ayy
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| I don’t know the vibes so I introduce the ice |