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Ooh-oh, oh All these diamonds on my neckpiece I been runnin' to the checks, bitch, yeah (Census, what you cookin') I might pop out, yeah, I'm the hottest in my city No, these niggas ain't on shit Yeah, I pop out with this chopper, it's got a little extra kick I told her, "Drop down," she can be my East Atlanta bitch And we been flyin' in that coupe and I won't slow down Watch my money run up rapidly and I slow down She know I need her location when I touch down I hate when I get in my head, no, I can't slow down I keep a Glock with a beam, 'cause I don't trust a nigga 'round here Yeah, smoke-free, niggas can't even breathe the samе air We way too up on you niggas, I really hate whеn they compare I fuck the baddest thots in Cali', not a person was here (Oh-oh) I feel like flexin', diamonds on this necklace cost a heavy check, bitch, oh-oh (Oh-ooh-oh, oh) How could you stress about these hoes when you could run this shit up? I might pop out, yeah, I'm the hottest in my city No, these niggas ain't on shit Yeah, I pop out with this chopper, it's got a little extra kick I told her, "Drop down," she can be my East Atlanta bitch And we been flyin' in that coupe and I won't slow down Watch my money run up rapidly and I slow down She know I need her location when I touch down (Oh, oh) I hate when I get in my head, no, I can't slow down From Letras Mania