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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Few made and still ain't changed, that part
Me, my girl got matchin' bling, that
get so blowed, I'mma lose my brain, that part
Me and XO only thing go
Need me a bitch go both ways
on top of style, nigga
Since a I wanted to ball, nigga
Had a in my drawls, nigga
When I was broke, I had the sauce,
Got a Chevy with to side on it
Hundred spokes, the on it
Got a chopper to the fire too
I put your Uzi down you

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

Walkin', legend, man I feel like Kobe (That part)
I just dropped 60, man I feel Kobe
Lamar was with me, man I feel like
Pimpin' at my weddin', man I feel Jordan
at my weddin', I be runnin' away
Ain't say shit,
You was listenin' though
You was listenin' to hoes
You listen to the flow though
to the 'Go
Listen to a nigga from the 'Go though
I'ma freestyle this mothafucka, who
I'm with my niggas, nigga, ScHoolboy Q
And uh, Top Dawg, Top Dawg
Get that on the phone
Top on the phone!
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy! Hah!