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(Skrrt) I'm in that 'Rari, fuck it It ain't got no tags? Fuck it You ain't got a bag? Fuck it 12 on my ass, duckin' She got an ass? I'm fuckin' 200 the dash, I'm truckin' I'm on this X, bussin', got old heads, rusty That not a blick, you isn't trusted Everyday I get high, I'm on some fuck shit, yeah I need X to survive, in the function Yeah, run it up In my coupe, goin' extra fast, it's got the V8 on it All my bitches, extra bad, they got them titties on it Mini draco sittin' on my dash, it's got them titties on it I'm so rich, twenties don't mean shit, hundreds, fifties on it Ran out of X, so I called the plug, bought like fifty off him Bitch, I call the plug every Sunday like a service All my diamonds VS1, these bitches worthy, these bitches surfin', yeah I got a million cash in the stash house Bitch, I get it how I need, one time, boy, they crashed out Bitch, I been on geeky time, my demons told me chill out Bitch, I bought that Scatpack, to crash it Tekashi, these kids'll be snitchin', they plottin' I got a .556 and the drum mag, big-ass bullet gon' take off his noggin Letras de cancionesI just pulled up in a Gucci tracksuit, they thought I was jokin' Brand new 2021, matte black seat and I went and got a reward for it, and bro put the suicides on it They tell me [?], whole lot of blue, lot of red, lot of [?] I been on [?] pilot Bitch said she never did it, so let's try it All I been doin' is been gettin' high Bro throw all them racks, take them ones to the sky, yeah I just pulled up in a Cullinan, bitches be buggin' me for [?] inside of it I went and made a new label, this TwizzyRich busi', if you're broke do not think about signin' I just got wired 10K for the show, but I ain't even show out, I just went out of town with it Could've got ten more bands for that backend, but I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm done with the scammin' hit And this lil' bitch, she been ridin' on dick like a biker, a car or somethin' with handles on it We in the [?], the paparazzi finna pull up to see what we drive today (Skrrt) I'm in that 'Rari, fuck it It ain't got no tags? Fuck it You ain't got a bag? Fuck it 12 on my ass, duckin' She got an ass? I'm fuckin' 200 the dash, I'm truckin' I'm on this X, bussin', got old heads, rusty That not a blick, you isn't trusted Everyday I get high, I'm on some fuck shit, yeah I need X to survive, in the function Yeah, run it up From Letras Mania