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Yeah Rockin' leather, sellin' P's, my bitch is bad, she Portuguese Is you gon' get a bag or starve? You can't force a nigga to eat I keep applyin' pressure, I make it hard for niggas to come compete Don't make me put this blicky to your forehead like a widow's peak On shrooms right now, I'm feelin' geeked, my Lam' truck got them custom seats I'm burnin' on Tahitian Treat, my Detroit shooter look like Veeze He don't mind, he'll quickly squeeze, Circle set a different breed Shawty got that alkaline, she say her pussy hit, lil' nigga You know I'm gettin' money, I paid 10K for the ceiling fixture My bitch say she a Christian, but she lyin', she get really wicked Her head game stupid, too addictive I spin alone, no codefendants I'm indy, I'm not coexisting It's murder, we don't just attempt it Got so much ice, when I step inside the room, broke niggas feel offended Controversial tweets, I'm steady trending Only fuck the baddest women Like Gizmo, I'm producin' gremlins In Raris, we ain't doin' lemons Hit GoldenBoy to cook a chicken Shawty wet, she almost drenched me Scary nigga, he keep on flinchin' Niggas broke, they keep on brickin' She a quarter piece, a real cutie, no QP Letras de cancionesI got lil' baby runnin' in banks for me, no QC, yeah Air Force 1s, they came from Virgil Run that sack up like a gerbil Street shit, we don't write in journals Came from violence, acts of murder She got ass, it's from her mama He felt metal from a chopper Roll a nigga like a grabba My Dior silk just like the Shocker My foreign bitch scammer, Ali Baba I ain't sellin', had to hodl Swipe it like it's no tomorrow She fuck me like it's no tomorrow Dope sold, we gon' go to Mars Custom glass in all our cars Spent 50K on all these cards Last night, I counted eighty large Last night, I counted eighty large, I spent it like it's no tomorrow Ask around, we goin' hard, drive foreigns like they stolen cars Bad bitches 'round the world wan' do ménage Told the police I ain't got no answers for 'em, bitch, do your job Half an M in jewelry on, might grab the phone and get on Live Pull up to the club, they walk me through the back, don't stand in line Tried to put him on, that nigga broke 'cause he got too much pride See me top down on Ocean Drive, I know it hurt inside We been talkin' crypto, buyin' NFTs, but they ain't hip, though Ain't been talkin' to my side bitch, still pay her rent, though Flyer than a pilot, got that shit on I don't need no stylist, nigga Pick it out myself, ain't got no problem with it Eenie, meenie, miny, moe Lamborghini, Bentley, Rolls I can't drive all this shit myself, I pass it to the bros Lookin' back, I'm proud of myself, I made it off the grow Stayin' on my grind and stickin' to the code Air Force 1s, they came from Virgil Run that sack up like a gerbil Street shit, we don't write in journals Came from violence, acts of murder She got ass, it's from her mama He felt metal from a chopper Roll a nigga like a grabba My Dior silk just like the Shocker My foreign bitch scammer, Ali Baba I ain't sellin', had to hodl Swipe it like it's no tomorrow She fuck me like it's no tomorrow Dope sold, we gon' go to Mars Custom glass in all our cars Spent 50K on all these cards Last night, I counted eighty large From Letras Mania