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Ross]
You know I stick to the
dollar nigga, but I do it like this

(M-M-M-Maybach Music, Music)

Ross - Chorus]
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback cap (Wuh!)
My high-top, snapback fitted cap
My high-top, snapback fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, it's all
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the

My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce, all white (How can I not talk big? I got to)
Foamposites (Wale!), the LeBrons, I'm wit' the Spikes

[Wale - 1]
Yeah, uh
Ferrari mics, bitch, I'm on my car
My black and white, she ain't no dime, that bitch a Concorde
11 know I'm reppin' this, and I don't ever miss
The coupe I'm in is rented, I ain't wit' all that commitment
P-R-Ps is proper, Gs when I'm shoppin'
My girls and my SBs, got a thing for pink
Shout out Frankie the Butcher, shout out in Brooklyn
That's some nigga 10.deep ATL, I'm wit' the cooker
I ain't tryin', fool, ho, I ball like private school
You bammas like Hyperstrikes, your wifey outside of you
And Tito's my niggas, you know just we just need shit and
It's ironic how I some dough when I got them Homer Simpsons, look
Pine-green Foams, they may see the store
Got LeBron Entourages Maverick and Richie Paul
Bitch, I ball, ho, you lame, look at my Laneys, lanes
Look at my 9s, look at my Blazers, at my 4s, cut wit' laser
at my whore, that is your lady, look at my flo', makin' y'all crazy
Makin' y'all sick, cannot tame me, Lexus drive me, Maybach pay me

[Rick - Chorus]
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes
Meek

Mill]
Yo
I said I'm swaggin' out in my Greys, no LL, but these cool Js
And my wrist froze, but I'm sha', like a bald head, I'm too paid
I'm too blazed, and I'm too high, George Kush, the crew high
Wrong move and that fly, better Kon that ass like Wu-sai
It's MMG, MOB, nigga, I been OG
around wit' like 10 on me, that 5-7, that fen' on me
Don't grin on me wit' them stares, you ain't God unless no fear
Big money, all the hoes, HD, I so clear
We out and we racked up, Phantom big when it back up
Big Boy, like a Mack truck, shooters ride wit' that Mac tucked
I'm a Bad Boy, bitch, ask Puff, Simpson-Rodgers, my cup
On this shit, I can't up, country Ks as I man up
This Rozay, Wale, Gunplay, and nigga Pill
In Brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whippet
One week and we get the deal, one day and I the bitch
My Levis, they 501, my snapback is hella

My Jordans high-top, snapback cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
The (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes

[J.
nigga, no wonder why them hoes be open
That's that nigga, so I say? They okey-dokin'
How you figga? You fuckin' wit' me? I hope he
I'm girl, you home alone, bitch you Macauley Culkin
I'm oviedosin', ay, homie, smokin'
Then put my ashes on you niggas, bet you need lotion
I'm slowly roastin', heatin' up, so you know we
Fuck hoes wit' no emotion, fade away like postin'
Out in Sweden, like ain't that you can't tell us
Lord, forgive me, as a kid, I used to look at niggas
'Cause uh, they had them Js, and my wouldn't cop 'em
Can you blame her? dollars for them bitches wann't a option
Now we much better, nigga, pay whatever
Rock bitches once then forgot about 'em forever
My kicks like my chick, I need to know the numbers
You just need to know I'm comin', I'll you niggas this summer

My high-top, snapback fitted cap
My Jordans high-top, snapback cap
The Rolls-Royce, it's all
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes

My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
The (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm wit' the Spikes

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