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

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

Okay if you seen her with me you she workin'
Okay I just spent a quarter mil on
I have never settled for a bitch swerves me
Oh yeah, oh
Yeah Balenciaga, triple-S the first
My niggas call me CVS, I keep the syrup me
Purple Act, purple kush, percs nigga
I tote Fear of God by the jeans, with the nigga
I wore Balmain way before your niggas
I know Chanel personal work,
I know, I'm the GOAT, I
All four my got the Klumps, I'm Eddie Murphy

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

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

I just made one of my bitches take my other bitch some out in LA
Yeah, I made one of my girls
take my other some 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, it's mob (hey)

Gucci bag for my shoes, they look
I got thirty new bitches 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'
Wrapped a million up, none of my dogs starvin'
Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the
Couple hoes ménage à trois-in'