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It ain't no glitch when your stop I've been that since the start, Doc wanna trap me, that smart cock But I made him pull out like a lot I'm counting bank in a Rover At the most, gave me shoulders But now I'm making pay for it Like a new fit, FashionNova You could do it, watch how I pursue it Money, been doing, I need life insurance Bitch yo money little, so we you Stuart there, done that like a motherfucking tourist Yeah, the money nice, sending so Spent it Sunday night, got it twice Out here living life, bounce through with the They say money I see why they shy Sweatsuits in the studio, running through the B-side I buy these other hoes real suits I'm everything that they slack Bitches really got it twisted, I'm not talking one litre a cap I don't fuck with none of these bitches, not even Siri on Google Refrigerator is for the hater I'm not 'bout to her, broke bitch see you later It's like layers, they offering paper They want me to sign but I'm acting Draya Ain't to shit, bitch, bye 10 of that shit dry Good dick'll make you squint eye Then I'm dipping like a fry
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My niggas got munchies, soon gon' cook They blowin' weed the Big Bad Wolf Tellin' me on everything they took But I don't shit but a motherfucking hook be irkin' me, beat her 'til burgundy Went through emergency, now she need Now that you of me, you should be worried, G Saying "first of all" will lead to a degree Show her I'm not to be played Fuck who that lil' came with You cross me, cross you back With the on a first-aid kit Get than a bruise, get put on the news I'm talkin' to you, so put on a Got nothing to prove, fuck up the mood Been makin' more than Lollapalooz' I'm not just 'bout the music sign Money love me, don't the bride Pay me first like a ride I keep shit like the Puma sign No one me pause, bitch! You're smelling like dog shit! Doing numbers a call list! Closet a mini mall, bitch! Switch up the flows, I do it, it's raw These bitches ain't even got a verse that could me Pack the straws, I'm picking at those 'Cause when I bitches, I like to be comfty Feelin' I got gold comin' rappers ain't sold nothin' Everybody tryna hold Pussy like my nose runnin'
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