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All my bitches independent bitches, that
I want the paper, that part
All my bitches
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Bang this shit in the hood one
Lil bitch I'm and poppin'
Tell ugly bitch to move away, I need more options
Broke then fix your pockets, all I do is

million, switchin' lanes, that part
Bet my bitch the same old thing, that part
405 the gun off safe, that part
Ayy I'm tryna make that plate
or poo nigga, pick your fate
Style on top of style,
Five years I've rich, nigga
Drove down Fig, nigga
Pushed down Broadway
I've been in different hoes, nigga
Got a chain worth the Rolls, nigga
Got an engine back the top in it
Nigga drivin' it like it's a in it

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All my bitches independent bitches, part
I just want the paper, part
All my bitches
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Okay, okay,
Okay, okay, okay! (That part)
Beggars can't be choosers, bitch this ain't
Nigga with an attitude, I feel O'Shea
Walkin', legend, man I feel like Kobe
I just left the strip club, got some on me
Wifey kill me, she the female OJ
Y'all feel me, man this ain't okay
Four Seasons, take a shower, new clothes, I'm
Rich nigga, still eatin'
bitch ain't really bad, that's a catfish
If I up out of Saks Fifth
Have the doin' back-flips
If I lay you down on the
Blow the back out 'til you
Thick, we already
She got 'em done, bra-strapless
Yeah!
Okay, okay, okay! (That part)
Beggars can't be choosers, this ain't Chipotle (That part)
Nigga with an attitude, I like O'Shea (That part)
Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel Kobe (That part)

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All my bitches independent bitches, part
I want the paper, that part
All my flavored
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this shit in the hood one time
Lil bitch I'm and poppin'
Tell that bitch to move away, I need more options
Broke then fix your pockets, all I do is

Few million made and still changed, that part
Me, my got matchin' bling, that part
get so blowed, I'mma lose my brain, that part
Me and XO only thing go
me a bitch that'll go both ways
Style on top of style,
a youngin' I wanted to ball, nigga
Had a in my drawls, nigga
I was broke, I had the sauce, nigga
Got a with side to side on it
Hundred spokes, the on it
Got a chopper to stand the too
I put Uzi down beside you

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All my bitches independent bitches, that
I just want the paper, part
All my bitches
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Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel Kobe (That part)
I just dropped 60, man I like Kobe
Lamar was me, man I feel like Kobe
at my weddin', man I feel like Jordan
Trippin' at my weddin', I be runnin'
say shit, nigga
You was close though
You was listenin' to hoes
You wouldn't listen to the though
to the 'Go
Listen to a young from the 'Go though
I'ma freestyle mothafucka, who knew?
When I'm my niggas, nigga, ScHoolboy Q
And uh, Top Dawg, Top Dawg
Get that nigga on the
Top on the phone!
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