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Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah-uh, yeah-uh Yeah, yeah, yeah-uh, yeah What up, bitch? She weird, I might bust, then dip All my t-shirts cotton, bitch All these Glocks got buttons, bitch Sweet codeine with sour shit Son, I'll blow that roof out, bitch Extra change when we got rich Them young niggas tryna go shoot out shit I'm with the pill poppin', bitch And I'm still robbin', bitch Rockin', rockin', and I'm still solid, bitch And I'm still countin', at this point I should wild out, bitch Damn, we pull up, Batman type shit, she pull up on time, I pipe it I pull up, I bring my pipe in Pop-out, I might grrah, I'll flock you Uh, bad bitch, unforgettable, thick as hell Ms. Incredible, story tell, she a victim for L I'm with my college professor with all of these racks in the motherfuckin' bank She on her get-to-the-money-and-lie-at-these-niggas, I'm thinkin' 'bout wifin' a skank Get the fuck out of my bubble, the bitch kinda trouble, but I wanna—, hey She watchin' face from the crib like the ho got a Hubble in there so I'm runnin' away Letras de cancionesRunnin' and jump to the money, I'm smokin' too much, but I'm tryna feel funny as fuck Yeah, I get too high on my own supply, it was never a sign, I was runnin' it up Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah-uh, yeah-uh Yeah, yeah, yeah-uh, yeah What up, bitch? She weird, I might bust, then dip All my t-shirts cotton, bitch All these Glocks got buttons, bitch Sweet codeine with sour shit Son, I'll blow that roof out, bitch Extra change when we got rich Them young niggas tryna go shoot out shit I'm with the pill poppin', bitch And I'm still robbin', bitch Rockin', rockin', and I'm still solid, bitch And I'm still countin', at this point I should wild out, bitch Damn, we pull up, Batman type shit, she pull up on time, I pipe it I pull up, I bring my pipe in Pop-out, I might grrah, I'll flock you All my t-shirts cotton, bitch All these Glocks got buttons, bitch Sweet codeine with sour shit Son, I'll blow that roof out, bitch Extra change when we got rich Them young niggas tryna go shoot out shit I'm with the pill poppin', bitch And I'm still robbin', bitch Rockin', rockin', and I'm still solid, bitch And I'm still countin', at this point I should wild out, bitch Damn, we pull up, Batman type shit, she pull up on time, I pipe it I pull up, I bring my pipe in Pop-out, I might grrah, I'll flock you From Letras Mania