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[Hook]
Designer this man be rockin' labels
Hella bands rubber bands 'round hella bank
Hella bitches probably slip in your main ho
But watch what you say tho, I he don't play doe

[Verse 1: of 300]
It's mister let that forty bitch I do my thang
Someone go tell Eddie Cain that I'm 'bout to it rain
I got Prada, I got Louis, I got on me
I swear all the bitches to put that coochie on me
I'm off the chain bitch like
Up in a Range Rover up dick on your ho
You could your heart shawty, I just want the brain doe
And I be coming off the top,
Up in the Gucci store I got hella bank
Big spending 'round bitch, tornado
Gucci rain boots I'm 'bout to make it dough
Stacks on top of stacks it look like I'm stacking lego
Connected like cables, I got hella pesos
Pounds of that loud yall could a nigga pedro
I blow yo ass doe, give yo ass a halo
When I put that steel in yo face like

[Verse 2: Montana of
I be tags bitch I got that bag
A crib with hella swag every I fuck is bad
I got bitches, I got money, I got on deck
I swear everywhere I go hella straps on deck
Got my killer wit me and they
And three wit me Frankie Lymon
When in the club I two of 'em sneak the iron in
We break the law like fuck a badge and a siren
I'm racked up go get yo racks up
I strapped up I dare yo ass to act up
thumper on my hip nigga jack coo
I you and add another tattoo
Yeah I be ballin' but mention my
And I'm roll up with that like Lebron James
And I don't say shit all I know is spray
I that pump inside yo whip gas station