Intro Letra

You ain't never a boss, lil' nigga
You ain't never paid the cost, nigga (Huh?)
Fuck you talkin' 'bout?

Y'all lil' niggass pockets on pancake
My bitch might get a Rolls for her birthday
I took off on they ass, I'm the first place
Now I'm makin' like a hundred on the worst day
Made a sixty, spent a fifty on a Thursday
They dyin' for clout, they counted me out
So now I gotta fuck around and show out
Nah, for real, might kick a nigga ho out
Check on me, yeah, the bag enormous
Cashed out the new Lamb', I floored it
I might paint on her face, she gorgeous
In the bank and they treat me important
Bitch too bad, you can't even afford it
Gotta ball like I came with Jordans
Pullin' off in a foreign like Jeff Gordon
Tom Ford, but I used to rock the Ralph Lauren
Took off on they ass like I'm missing
They like, "Damn, I should've took a picture"
On this shit like nigga what a tissue
On my life, you should never kiss her
You should never kiss her
Wake up in the morning, gotta count up, bet
What would she do for a flooded Patek?
Let her fall in love with my new baguettes
Play with a check, got her pussy wet

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You have to understand that
You not gonna—
You don't have to—
It's, it's
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