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Yeah, yeah, car 'bout fast as lightnin' You don't wan' see my folk hop out with ski masks, it's frightenin' Yeah, that's just how we get our excitement All yo' dope too cut, it don't jump back 'cause it's like white men I know how to switch hustles, know how to get double I'm in the field and I'm gonna go for the win as soon as they fumble The city I'm in a jungle, the Benz that I'm in, humble I know how to switch hustles, I know how to get double How many losses you bounced back from? Talk 'bout a mill, but how you stack one? Rappers get robbed for they chain every day If you can't box, you better pack one Go to the dealership, I'm like, "that one" Don't fuck with models, already had 'em Know you ain't 'bout it if you only tryna ride When the xanax and the act' come, ugh This that, creepin' late night on the come up This that, three point five, split the blunt up This that, have the full amount when you come up This that, always have it on me, please don't run up, ugh This that, take a brick and shake it to a bundle, ugh This that, woke up broke but now we doin' numbers, ugh This that, fur coat on me, even in the summer, ugh This that (ayy), stuntin' (ugh) 'cause I came up (yeah) under Stunna Letras de cancionesThey be like, "why you rentin' so many cars?" "Why you always with some pretty broads?" "Why you stopped fuckin' with xanax But you still be in the club and got so many bars?" I go to Vegas and get me a suite for a week Know that's a petty charge I gotta bet on myself before I go bet on some cars Know myself, I got the juice for the tape deck I pull up to valet, that's wraith check I know she a hustle with safe sex (bitch) She tryna put holes in the latex Bad, you gettin' punished, my money abundant I don't fuck with twenties, I keep it a hunnid I circled around the block Just to double check there was no undercovers, ugh Pussy, I think different Tats on my fingers, my ink different You did a swipe up for your jewelry So our diamonds blink different (our diamonds blink different) New crib so big I could fit a fuckin' skatin' rink in it (skatin' rink in it) Shorty ain't feelin' my vibes So I let the team hit it (ugh) This that, creepin' late night on the come up This that, three point five, split the blunt up This that, have the full amount when you come up This that, always keep it on me, please don't run up, ugh This that, take a brick and shake it to a bundle, ugh This that, woke up broke but now we doin' numbers, ugh This that, fur coat on me, even in the summer, ugh (ayy) This that, stuntin' 'cause I came up under Stunna, ugh From Letras Mania