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That man was hittin' fadeaway over that one Ayy, this jumpshot is bonkers, I fuck with it What the fuck? That man was hittin' the D Wade, uh-uh Speed, ooh-oh (Ooh-oh), coupe (Coupe), nigga (Nigga), scored her (Scored her, scored her) Gucci duffel bag when I hop out the jet I don't trust a soul, so I sleep with that TEC She know where I'm from, but it's crazy, we just met (Oh no) I ain't kiss the ones, but she still drop that neck Your bankroll full of 1s, nigga, it's Guccis in my wallet (See) Nigga hatin' on me, I fuck his baby mama, he in my comments (Yeah) I don't got to tell on these niggas, they already know how I'm comin' (Yeah) Big nigga on the block, my Drac' jumpin' (Big nigga, big nigga) These hoes leave and go, but this money keep comin' (Ooh) I finger-fuck these racks, yeah, every time I thumb it (Oh, ooh) My shit so much syrup, got to worry 'bout my stomach I done got so high, done did see the Mountain Summit (Yeah, yeah) I just told my wallet to clock the Bentley with the Range (Range) All y'all niggas like Mello Step', back shoot you with some range (Yeah, yeah) Jeffery Dahmer on the track, think I'm goin' insane (Mh) I get so much chicken, I'm not doin' Raising Cane's Might bust down the Rollie, fuck it, I'ma keep it plain (Keep it plain) Peter Parker, baby, I'm in love with Mary Jane (Mary Jane) Saw the bigger picture, I cut niggas out my frame (Go, go) And this ho annoyin', she need somebody to blame (Yeah) Letras de cancionesTalkin' out your mouth, that's how you end up on a chain, shh I'm gon' always take that money over fame, straight up I just sold that white to my lil' baby, that's pure cocaine We got them sticks just like the navy, I'm talkin' Lo mein (Sticks, sticks, sticks) I flew this ho out to Miami and bought her a new body I put my phone on DND, so I don't talk to nobody (No) Bitches come and go, this money stayin', I ain't trippin 'bout shawty Put back the Lambo' and the 'Rari, I take the Bugatti Gucci duffel bag when I hop out the jet I don't trust a soul, so I sleep with that TEC (Oh) She know where I'm from, but it's crazy, we just met (We just met) I ain't kiss the ones, but she still drop that neck (See, no) Your bankroll full of 1s, nigga, it's Guccis in my wallet (Guccis in my wallet) Nigga hatin' on me, I fuck his baby mama, he in my comments (Yeet) I don't got to tell on these niggas, they already know how I'm comin' (Go) Big nigga on the block, my Drac' jumpin' (Big nigga on the block) (Big nigga on the block, big nigga on the block) (Big nigga on the block, on the block, on the block, nigga) (Big nigga on the block, hahahahaha, uh, uh, uh) From Letras Mania