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Ooh, I ain't callin' back, yeah (Yo' Cochise, a weh dem a seh?) Gotta get to them racks I had to double the stack (Whoa) I ain't pay my tax, heard she got a gap (Whoa) [?] Yeah, yeah, yeah (Bullet!) I ain't callin' back, gotta get to them racks I had to double the stack I ain't pay my tax, heard she got a gap I'm like, "Girl, we match," nothing wrong with that I'm like, "What do you say?" Do I party in May? Now I go to LA, 'cause it's hot in the day Put a TEC on your bae, I'ma take her away Call up Addison Rae, when I post in that cake (Yeah, yeah) Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, Puma the fit, yeah Dior and Rick, yeah, block got a strip, yeah Pockets on Crip, yeah, pop out thе hip, yeah G-STAR's are ripped, yеah, R.I.P Nip', yeah Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, the coupe, it came with a coupe, yeah The swoop, it came with a swoop, yeah It's hot in the bowl like a soup, yeah My money, it come in the room, yeah I ball on the boy like a hoop, yeah I hit [?], yeah Letras de cancionesI'ma stomp on that boy like a boot, yeah Okay, got a hundred bands, count it with no hands Come pick up your mans, feel like Vince McMahon My [?] baby, all my niggas doin' slammin', uh My Molly baby, all my niggas doin' scammin', uh Who is you touchin'? Yeah, ain't no discussion, yeah Shut the discussion, yeah, speakers is bumping, yeah No. it's not me, I'm jumping, up in that place, it's sunken And the booty go round like pumpkin When I'm with you, it's more that I'm [?] They like, "No," diamonds from the six Heard they mad at me, hit 'em with that G They can't F with me, all my niggas is G's Whole lotta H I bleed, yeah, got a whole lotta great on me On me, on me, on me, on me Got your shawty on me, she a hottie, on me Nigga, I'm too hard, I ain't talkin' beat 'em I be with my dawgs, I ain't talkin' Beagle All of my niggas, they fit like a [?] Gettin' money, I feel like a regal Gettin' money, you know that I'm ready I might pull up and bust at his neck And that nigga talked crazy, I saved him Put a hole in his stomach like a bagel Put a hole in his stomach like a bagel I tried [?], we don't gotta [?] Yeah, okay, yeah, uh, yeah, okay I be in the back, okay, I'ma get racks, okay [?], okay, cost a hundred racks, okay I be in the back, okay, gettin' hella racks, okay Yeah, feelin' like racks'll pay I told her, "That's me," uh, shawty want a G Told her, "Yeah, next week," shawty must think I'm sweet Baby, I'm too G, uh, baby, I'm so, uh, uh, uh Money, it's comin' through, yeah [?], yeah All my money, it's comin' through, yeah Got a hundred, it [?], yeah [?], uh, uh, yeah I'ma pull up and, uh, uh, yeah Pull up and, uh, uh, yeah Pull up and, uh, uh, yeah Pull up and bust, bust, yeah I'ma pull up and bust, bust All these niggas, they sus', sus' All of my niggas come in a rush, rush All of my niggas come in a rush, rush She said she a virgin, it's hurtin', ha-ha-ha From Letras Mania