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Shawty lookin' good in that Chanel, love her hair and nails Scammin, and I'm movin' bells, police want me in a cell Talkin' to my lawyer, fuck a plea, I'm 'gon never tell Made a m from tradin' options, they know I'm the biggest whale Now she lookin' sexy in the Martin' now she crazy Better get up out your bed and get some money, niggas lazy You been trappin' for five years plus, ain't even got a 10 Ridin' around the city with this glizzy, it's the latest gen Thick bitch, straight from Costa Rica, I just flew her in Think about a master plan with all my kin and evil twin Told myself when I make an M, I'll never trap again Took half an M, re'd up, and hit the trap again Put a fire in side my partner hand and told him handle business Moving 'all this fuckin 'weight just like we Planet Fitness Light skin Brookyln Bitch in my bead look like Ice Spice Binary triggers on my Glock, it's gonna shoot twice I can get you bud for the cheap, yeah the low price (yeah) In my TRS I'm one deep, but I got four pipes (yeah) Two bad bitches one from Georgia, one from Aspen Two cell phones full of custo's bringing rackies yeah Nigga tryna jack me he 'gon die Yeah these bitches on my drip, they know I'm fly Let's go Come shop to my label, you get sticks and you nget methods (Yeah) I need somewhere to shoot so I go buy land in Texas (yeah) Letras de cancionesTryna take my chain, don't lose your life over this necklace I upped this bitch and squeezed the shit in less than half a second My youngins'll catch you lackin' at a church them boys some heathens I be tearin' up them banks, I drained the truance and the [?] Every fire that I got, got atleast a 750 Big money the goat, why you think they call me billy Shawty lookin' good in that Chanel, love her hair and nails Scammin, and I'm movin' bells, police want me in a cell Talkin' to my lawyer, fuck a plea, I'm 'gon never tell Made a m from tradin' options, they know I'm the biggest whale Now she lookin' sexy in the Martin' now she crazy Better get up out your bed and get some money, niggas lazy You been trappin' for five years plus, ain't even got a 10 Ridin' around the city with this glizzy, it's the latest gen Goyard bag ain't for fashion, feel these bitches up I'm really up, ain't shit to talk about my lawyer picked me up I'm ridin' foreign, and I'm tryin' to dodge a pile that done spilt the cup I'm done with skinny jeans, when I got a 30 it's hard to keep in touch I might just go buy all my haters shades, they hate to see me up I'm gone there ain't no keepin' up I fucked her twice, she seen me once I'm walkin' out the crib right through the back, but I came through the front We snuck that bitch Drakie through the back for niggas actin' drunk Louie out the catalogue, My fit ain't come out the mall LED light's on see through the floor Your bitch know just who to call I can't buy no hoe no Birkin, this ain't that bae not at all Walkie taste like cotton candy, I can't stay woke I'm not Break up with your man, he broke as hell bitch, I got John Wall Boy 'don pull up just like John Wick, don't let me make the call Got 200 mods up on the dash, they flick I'm scratchin' off Shawty lookin' good as hell, I'm tryna Shawty lookin' good in that Chanel, love her hair and nails Scammin, and I'm movin' bells, police want me in a cell Talkin' to my lawyer, fuck a plea, I'm 'gon never tell Made a m from tradin' options, they know I'm the biggest whale Now she lookin' sexy in the Martin' now she crazy Better get up out your bed and get some money, niggas lazy You been trappin' for five years plus, ain't even got a 10 Ridin' around the city with this glizzy, it's the latest gen From Letras Mania