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Mello made it
Nigga, I was bad, now I'm on a jet for real
Got all this ice on me, baby, told my to chill

Sippin' on this codeine, my baddest bitch is on X
I want a couple without a record deal
Got 25 thousand on me, when I've been in a Phantom
Got all on me, bitch, I'm so fly it don't matter
I to feel the V12 when I was ridin' in Atlanta
sippin' good shit all day, I'm damn near high as my Phantom

I got three bitches with me, want the baguettes on their neck
Bitch, I was made inside the projects, I got on my set
Nigga, I was really on the floor, I woke up in a jet
Ain't had to dodge no nigga, I just might cop Demon
I'm shoppin' at Neiman's, every season
Feelin' I'm dreamin', shinin' every weekend
All they know is that I was broke, I got a brand new coupe
Louis V's on my shoes, fuckin' all my by the twos
First in V12, she was hangin' out the roof
My VVs ice cream, I ain't have to scoop
Got the universe in my ceilin', I'ma set the mood
I seen his main lookin' at my neck, ooh

Nigga, I was down bad, now I'm on a jet for
Got all this ice on me, baby, told my to chill
Sippin' on codeine, my baddest bitch is on X pill
I a couple million without a record deal
Got 25 thousand on me, when I've been in a Phantom
Got all on me, bitch, I'm so fly it don't matter
I wanted to feel the V12 when I was ridin' in
Been sippin' shit all day, I'm damn near high as my Phantom

She just an X pill, wanna see how the 'Vette feel
Fiji on my make her wanna have some sex for real
Tennis chain, my neck on chill, I ain't to go get no deal
Last month I a hundred thousand on the closet
I bought the penthouse just to handle
Got the new crib, my nigga out, he kept it solid
20 bands on me, can't fit inside the wallet
Bitch, I'm ballin', 13 on me like I was Harden,
Niggas Ricchy, I'm lit, might take my ride through the 6
I've mixin' my designers, nigga, I'm fly as a bitch
I just about my lifestyle, I don't write this shit
Ever since that jail cell up,
I let diamonds hit (yeah, yeah)

Nigga, I was bad, now I'm on a jet for real
Got all ice on me, baby, told my Patek to chill
Sippin' on this codeine, my bitch is on X pill
I want a couple without a record deal
Got 25 thousand on me, when I've been ridin' in a
Got all designer on me, bitch, I'm so fly it don't
I to feel the V12 when I was ridin' in Atlanta
sippin' good shit all day,
I'm damn near high as my (yeah, yeah)