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You cut up on this bitch, JAY C MIA JAY C Ha Two hundred thousand on a Richard Mille, nigga, add me up All my bitches got some good pussy, but be bad as fuck Think my pet peeve is when a fake nigga dap me up And I keep some killers with me, nigga, what I'm lackin' for? Really self made, self paid with no help, lame Quick to spank a pussy ass nigga, like I'm belt gang I be goin' through it, act like I ain't ever felt pain Got my own money, nigga, I can buy myself chains I'm a dog, nigga, slide on you like a fraud, nigga Really hard, nigga can't hold me, I ain't y'all nigga Every time nigga dime, suspect y'all all victims Never seen no hoes in my opps pictures, all nigga (Ha) Two hundred thousand for the Richard Nigga start sending threats, come and get me I ran up two hundred thousand in my Dickies I take all my young bitches to Tiffany (Ha) Two hundred thousand on me daily These bitches wanna be around me 'cause I'm famous Spent two hundred thousand on my nigga cases Two hundred thousand on his head, they gon' bake him Letras de cancionesThe coupe go two sumn to sixty, this bitch too runnin' (Too fast) Nigga always talkin' 'bout foemen but can't move nothin' (Broke ass) Goyard duffle for myself, I bought her Louis luggage (Luggage) Long as she answer when I'm in town, I don't care who she fuckin' (Uh) Hydraulics on the May' truck, young nigga paid up (Go) Keep on putting it in their face, bruh, like Cartier Buffs AP Skelly, Richard Mille, know what I'm sayin'? Made up Two hundred thou' off of weed promo, that's free money addin' up So why not get it? This that good smoke, a.k.a. that real za (Gas) And I got all different kind in this pill box (Facts) Put up some pints, they turnin' brown but they still raw (Wockiesha) Don't sacrifice you out your life soon as you throw a cross Call a nigga bluff, break ten milli out (Right now) They sneak dissin', show 'em what that Glock ten milli bout (Lil pussy) Somebody lied when they said you can't get rich in a drought (Ha) I'm havin' motion, so your ho gon' put my dick in her mouth Ha Two hundred thousand for the Richard Nigga start sending threats, come and get me I ran up two hundred thousand in my Dickies I take all my young bitches to Tiffany (Ha) Two hundred thousand on me daily These bitches wanna be around me 'cause I'm famous Spent two hundred thousand on my nigga cases Two hundred thousand on his head, they gon' bake him Ha My young nigga get actin' for that money, and Let 'em see them one nigga out, they're the dumb dumb Nigga hatin' on me out of nowhere, where you come from? I don't give a fuck about no beef, I'm a thug, duh From Letras Mania