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

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

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

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

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', livin' legend, man I feel like
I just left the strip club, got glitter on me
Wifey gonna kill me, she the OJ
Y'all don't feel me, man this ain't
Seasons, take a shower, new clothes, I'm reloaded
Rich nigga, still eatin'
That bitch ain't really bad, that's a
If I walk up out of Saks
Have the doin' back-flips
If I lay you down on the
Blow the back out you backless
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 feel O'Shea (That part)
Walkin', legend, man I feel like Kobe (That part)

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

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

Few million made and still ain't changed, that
Me, my girl got bling, that part
I'mma get so blowed, lose my brain, that part
Me and XO only go straight
Need me a bitch that'll go ways
Style on top of style,
Since a youngin' I to ball, nigga
Had a in my drawls, nigga
When I was broke, I had the sauce,
Got a Chevy side to side on it
spokes, the dang-d-dangs on it
Got a chopper to the fire too
I put Uzi down beside you

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

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