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Me no conversate the fake, that part
All my bitches independent bitches, that
I want the paper, that part
All my flavored
That part, that part, that part, that

Ayy! part
Bang this shit in the one time
Lil bitch I'm and poppin'
Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more
Broke fix your pockets, all I do is profit

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

Me no with the fake, that part
All my independent bitches, that part
I want the paper, that part
All my flavored
part, that part, that part, that part

Okay, okay,
Okay, okay, okay! (That part)
Beggars be choosers, bitch this ain't Chipotle
with an attitude, I feel like O'Shea
Walkin', legend, man I feel like Kobe
I just the strip club, got some glitter on me
Wifey gonna kill me, she the OJ
Y'all feel me, man this ain't okay
Four Seasons, take a shower, new clothes, I'm
Rich nigga, eatin' catfish
That bitch ain't really bad, a catfish
If I up out of Saks Fifth
Have the doin' back-flips
If I lay you on the mattress
the back out 'til you backless
Thick, we established
She just got 'em done,
Yeah!
Okay, okay, okay! (That part)
Beggars can't be choosers, bitch ain't Chipotle (That part)
Nigga an attitude, I feel like O'Shea (That part)
Walkin', livin' legend, man I like Kobe (That part)

Me no conversate with the fake, part
All my bitches independent bitches, that
I just want the paper, that
All my flavored
That part, that part, that part, that

Ayy! part
Bang shit in the hood one time
Lil bitch I'm and poppin'
Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more
Broke then fix pockets, all I do is profit

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

Me no conversate with the fake, that
All my bitches independent bitches, that
I just want the paper, that
All my bitches
part, that part, that part, that part
Ayy! part
part
That

Walkin', livin' legend, man I feel Kobe (That part)
I just dropped 60, man I feel like
Lamar was with me, man I like Kobe
Pimpin' at my weddin', man I feel Jordan
Trippin' at my weddin', I be away
say shit, nigga
You was listenin' close
You was listenin' to though
You listen to the flow though
to the 'Go
Listen to a nigga from the 'Go though
I'ma freestyle mothafucka, who knew?
I'm with my niggas, nigga, ScHoolboy Q
And uh, Top Dawg, Top Dawg
Get that on the phone
Top on the phone!
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