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Master Chef DZ on the beat Big racks up on me, fuck a money caller [?] got her pussy, like a [?] Gettin' so much guap, gettin' to the commas Baby have my phone, I don't want no drama Cut an ex bitch, if she causin' problems We don't argue, we don't do no talkin' When the bullets fly, you gon' do the dodgin' I'm the dark night, cause I love to rob 'em Bitch Fuck goin' on, aye man you know who the fuck it is, man This Trapstar lil' whores Yes sir Aye bitch, we 'bout to fuckin' break the world, I promise you that Facts, haha, slat, woah Ice down, top down Bust down, got to the money and you wanna see me fall Ride around, diamonds drown You was countin' blue hunnids', like the pistons how I ball Big racks, big stones Big [?] diamonds on my fuckin' chain I've been ballin' with the heat, just like a wave Letras de cancionesLouie V all on my shoe, with the sway They don't make 'em like me , (like me), like me, (like me) Diamonds cold, ice cream, (ice cream) VVS' always blinding, shining VVS' always shining Big racks up on me, fuck a money caller [?] got her pussy, like a [?] Gettin' so much guap, gettin' to the commas Baby have my phone, I don't want no drama Cut an ex bitch, if she causin' problems We don't argue, we don't do no talkin' When the bullets fly, you gon' do the dodgin' I'm the dark night, cause I love to rob 'em From Letras Mania