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Yeah, yeah
bag for my shoes, they look dirty
Gucci bag for my shoes, look dirty
Yeah,
My nigga Wheezy, you know what I'm

I do nothin' with that bitch, the way she flodgin'
Wrapped a million up, ain't none of my starvin'
with that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes they ménage à me
Gucci bag for my shoes, look dirty
I got thirty new bitches I'm Curry
Bought the Rolls Royce and through Bleveland swerving
I just my dick off with the Rolls Royce curtains

Okay if you her with me you know she workin'
I just spent a quarter mil on purses
I have settled for a bitch that swerves me
Oh yeah, oh
Yeah Balenciaga, the first whip
My niggas call me CVS, I the syrup with me
Purple Act, purple kush, percs nigga
I tote of God by the jeans, with the skirts nigga
I wore Balmain way before church niggas
I know personal work, Celia
I know, I'm the GOAT, I
All four my got the Klumps, I'm Eddie Murphy

Gucci bag for my shoes, they dirty
I got thirty new bitches like I'm
Bought the Royce and came through Bleveland swerving
I wiped my dick off with the Rolls Royce curtains
Yeah, I do nothin' with the bitch, just know she stalkin'
Wrapped a million up, ain't none of my starvin'
Rolly-polly with TEC-9, the carbon
Couple they ménage à trois-in'

I done had my trunk for the whole engine (for the engine)
I'm tryna see if my pockets can fit a whole million (a million)
Niggas be plottin', the I tote a semi (tote a semi)
YSL my partners, we back to in these Bentleys (YSL)
You you stealin' my drip,
I'ma need a percentage (I'ma a percentage)
Just got some head your bitch,
I even wanna hit it (I ain't even wanna hit it)
Mix Hi-Tech red with Act,
I feel like like a chemist (feel like a chemist)
Pop a jaw to dome, bring it back, yeah slatt business (slatt)
Slime was the to take me 'cross the border ('cross the border)
Walked inside of and spent a quarter (spent a quarter)
Ride on the of your ho like a spoiler (I'm a spoiler)
Young Gun' wanna a goat, in that (in that order)
Me and Buggalo to go to Bora Bora (Bora Bora)
Rode the four Porsche and it had my voice hoarse (voice hoarse)
Went to fifty and back on a world tour (world tour)
racks, I came a long way from Diadoras (Diadoras)

I just made one of my bitches take my other bitch paper out in LA
Yeah, I just made one of my
take my other girl paper out in LA
me got me to too, wait 'til I arrive
Told me have her too, wait I arrive, yeah
Oh my god, mob ties (hey)

Gucci bag for my shoes, look dirty
I got new bitches like I'm Curry
the Rolls Royce and came through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my dick off with the Royce curtains
Yeah, I can't do nothin' with the bitch, know she stalkin'
a million up, ain't none of my dogs starvin'
Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the
hoes they ménage à trois-in'