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(Wake up, F1lthy) I was just in the trap all by myself I- I- was down bad, it was me and myself Now I'm about that chase, just me and my wealth They used to talk down on me, what else? They all got a bounty on me, what else? All hoes starin' on me, what else? But I run it up, and it [?] Cash out on some Louis, that's R.I.P. V I went out jail now I'm screaming "Free Ski" Go to Balenci', drop bands on a tee My bitch rockin' Gucci, I'm [?] Nigga I'm Gucci, I'm countin' on green I'm with the gang, count up on my team I got your thot on her fuckin' knees (I got your thot on her, huh) Maison Margiela my coat (Maison Margiela) No I do not sell coke But I get some racks if [?] Glock 17 what I tote (Boom) We get that bread by the loaf You know it's murder she wrotе I used to never havе hope (Never have hope) I also used to be broke (I also used to be) Letras de cancionesI used to flex for the hoes Now I be flexin' on hoes I got a stick on me though We shoot the opps when I say "Go" (Go) We turn around like a rose (We turn around like a rose) I was just in the trap all by myself I- I- was down bad, it was me and myself Now I'm about that chase, just me and my wealth They used to talk down on me, what else? They all got a bounty on me, what else? All hoes starin' on me, what else? But I run it up, and it [?] (I run it up [?]) Cash out on some Louis, that's R.I.P. V (R.I.P. V) I went out jail now I'm screaming "Free Ski" Go to Balenci', drop bands on a tee My bitch rockin' Gucci, I'm [?] Nigga I'm Gucci, I'm countin' on green I'm with the gang, count up on my team I got your thot on her fuckin' knees (I got your thot on her, huh) From Letras Mania