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I see it back in my gravity, I got a bi- acting mad at me Hopping that bi- going faster, I'm a lil' rich ass bastard Shoot your gun on flash, hold a fuck nigga for ransom Pull up, pull out your advantage Hit the bank, money dancing on This lil' bitch gon' risk it all, she tryna do me wrong This bitch talking all day, she don't want you no more So you gotta chalk it up, nigga Choppa eat 'em up like I was making dinner Like myself with those two bitches in the middle Popped out 'til you know we 'bout to get 'em She in those, yeah she turnt My guns go berserk You run, you gon' get hurt Had a 10 lil bitch just twerk Work, baby would it work She taking my shirt off, doing everything exotic exotic We the drinks but she on the Smirnoff Pull in that bitch, looking too clean and I got it Say I'm next up, I ain't next up I just won She get that neck up, she said "Jace, you flexed up" So I tell her, come here baby you know that you got a body She think to herself, and I mean it's like a Bugatti Letras de cancionesShe in those, yeah she turnt My guns go berserk You run, you gon' get hurt Had a 10 lil bitch just twerk Work, baby would it work She in those, yeah she turnt My guns go berserk You run, you gon' get hurt Had a 10 lil bitch just twerk Work, baby would it work I see a bag I'ma grab it I got a bih acting manic Hopping that bi- going faster, I'm a lil' rich ass bastard Shoot your gun on flash, hold a fuck nigga for ransom Pull up, pull out your advantage Hit the bank, money dancing on From Letras Mania