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I go, I go, ay ay, I go
Up in the morning, you bad
Sorry I ain't you back
The same my father had
All his time, all he had, all he had
In what he
All his cash, market
him bad, people get divorced for that
Drops some stacks pops is
pass in Hollywood
If you ask, lost my
fast, lost control
Off the road, jaw was
'Member we all was
'Member I'm coming
I'll be all the stacks

I got broads in
Twisting dope, lean, and the
cards and the scammers
Hitting off in the bando
Black X6,
X6 looks like a panda
Going out like I'm
Hundred killers, hammers
Black X6,
White X6,
Pockets swole,
bar, candy
Man I'm the macho Randy
The go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga, pull up ya
Hope you understand me

I just to feel liberated, I, I, I
I just to feel liberated, I, I, I
all the stacks, oh

I got in Atlanta
dope, lean, and sipping Fanta
Credit cards and the
Wake up Versace, shit life
Whole bunch of lavish
They be asking round town who be clappin
I up stuff in the Phantom ship
I got plenty of stuff of Bugatti, look how I try this shit
X6, Phantom
White X6, killing on

How can I you?
Who do you to?
How do I bind

If I don't to you
No other I know, I stretch my hands