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And let it go (Ayo)
I cut off some friends, they go
(Did shit in one take, ayo)
I stick to the plan, that's the (ayy we got that 5 shit nigga)
Fuck these man

Check my bankroll, ayo for vehicle
Paintjob look like ashy on Django
Interior look mango, shotgun grape, he like mayo
Golden voice on payroll, all gold like Kayo Corp
We aim at dorks, get out the way, yo
them bucks in banks like Yayo
Swampy niggas out the bayou, pockets flooded be dilute
Watered down, I'm Big Mac, I'm pound, you chicken nugget
Fuck it, travel bag Balenciaga, 30, 000 for luggage
Financial buggin', Flower Boy is buzzin'
Grammy-nominated, tell yo cousin nobody fuckin' with him

Man, now go
I cut off some friends, where go
I stick to the plan, the goal
Fuck these niggas man, that's for

Uno the shoe, red the blue
Look a flag what the fuck it do
Golf be the set, no OF
Like Ron Artest bitch we aim for neck
Give a fuck you or your respect, yeah that way
Fuck your accolades but I made the cut like I pack a
You could call me brush, been makin' waves
Ashley Banks' cousin had a fade but that's '92, I'm '91
Watts Riot in my blood, nigga up
And that pussy pink the drink in my cup
Lemonade, yeah Minute Maid, I been gettin' paid
Pockets gainin'
Your bank statements on Mary Kate, but up to you

Man, now go
I cut off some friends, they go
I to the plan, that's the goal
Fuck (ayo) niggas man, that's for sure

Tim Chalamet to come get at me, skin glowin', clear of acne
Diamonds see-through, so
Red Ones like Aidan Mackey, spent dinero like Taxi Driver
Handmade is that with tires but I rode the bike
And tail behind me
And he got the like he bagged Mariah
Yeah, we but if you wrinkle up the situation
And my bitch like jambalaya
Man fuck the fam, we in Japan
Bitch a bum, see you don't understand
Yeah, I cut off some friends T, where you
I'm in Bel-Air, been lookin' for land
Need a spot in the hills, not the beach, a pool
Just to it, I do need the grass, not the sand
Got rocks, see, check my hand
And I got crack, how I talk
And it's still Wolf Gang, bitch, watch how I
Wallace still trippin' on shit I bought
But, I really do not care the cost 'cause

Man, now go
I cut off friends