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Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ha Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha I don't need no DJ to turn me up, lil’ bitch, I got it Pull out the coupe, no mileage (Huh) Maybach truck, hydraulics (Huh-huh) My bitch do narcotics, yeah, my bitch love them drugs Rockstar ho, everybody say she weird, I'm tryna get next to her I ain't nothin’ like them other niggas, I'ma give the best to ya Try to slide in that hooptie, you gon' pull off in a stretcher, yeah I don't smoke no LooseLeaf, bitch, this Grabba in my paper My niggas push up all black, yeah, like Darth Vader Mask up, bitch, swing yo' blick, do whatever to get that paper My bitch on whatever I'm on, she like Tomb Raider Baguettes and pointer stones on, bitch, I'm too paid Got a bitch who'll fuck whoever in this room, she tryna get laid Yeah, she go both ways I’m in this bitch off Oxycontin Bitch, I’m too rich, you can't tell me nothin’ Bodies drop just like a bail or somethin' Puttin' money on your head or tail Flip a coin, it went straight in the air, went down the wishing well You was gon' die regardless, bitch Flip her, this a Jeff Hardy stick Letras de cancionesFlip her, I’m fuckin' a stripper She want me to tip her, she know that I'm havin', yeah Know some niggas that'll pull up, catch a body, then pull off laughin', yeah The area, yeah, she got her ass in there My bag, yeah, I got the cash in here Swag, yeah, I'm freestylin' this shit Make a O, I'm 'bout to jump in the pit The bullets hot, yeah, you know how it get Pussy shoulda made it 'cross the fence Niggas be doin' fake drugs, that ain't no Percocet, boy, that's Fent' I'ma get rich without tryin' even if I get shot nine times like 50 Cent I'm VL5 in this bitch, she 'bout to ride on this dick I've been off Earth, ain't nobody liver than this I've been off Earth, ain't nobody liver than this Ain't nobody liver than this, ain't nobody liver than this Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ha Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Yeah All this money comin' in and out like a bank No Andrew Jackson's, only Ben Franks Bitch, I'm in the field like Call of Duty, tryna up my rank Don't matter what cologne you put on, my partner gon' leave you stank I'm on ten, my adrenaline pumpin', yeah, just like crank My diamonds punchin', yeah, my diamonds punchin', yeah, just like Tank I'm way too high, she asking me to cum, huh, but I can't I'm fuckin' on your bitch, I'm goin' dumb He thought she was a saint, but she not V-A-M-P-I-R-E, I'm a vampire V-A-M-P-I-R-E, yeah, I got this bitch vamped out She ain't had no tattoos, now she got a tramp stamp, huh, with my name on it, yeah That ain't my bitch if you ain't see my chains on her I trap and do deals, same line, same phone, yeah Opium my gang, somebody call Tyrone, they tryna clone us I'm from ATL, my name ring bells, from Zone 6 to Zone 1 I'm not Drake, I'm not Future, but I'm on one They upped that Drac', yeah, end his future, he thought he was on somethin' Shawty havin' cake From Letras Mania