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Like when you hear type of shit you know the check go right up

Federal, ugh ugh

I'm
My shirt, my belt, my shoes, the shit from Fendi
These racks can't fit in my jeans 'cause I'm skinnies
I walk in a full of bosses and you know I'm blending
She say I'm a hood with no sense but bitch I got plenty
I put Malaysian up in her head, told her take out that Remy
I'ma count money 'til I'm dead, lord me for sinning
I try to be cool, you gon' make the news, I know why niggas envy
Forever talk about me, one of the greatest so you know I'm

Ah shit, ah
Yeah, I'm on some boss
I'm fuckin' the game good and I came in it
I'm on raw shit
I'm fuckin' your bitch and she grabbin' and on me
Like she a
These niggas mosquitos and I might spray at 'em
Spray at 'em, I'm on some Off!
You used to be cool, you used to be
Now you my
Got an all black with a hundred some shots for 'em
I can shoot for
I go back and for dissing you on no internet
That shit take too much
know that I trained you
Daniel San, you like my
I'm still hood it
I pulled up at and got me a two piece, I'm ridin' in a two seat
With a that act boujie, she act like Karruche
I'm the wheel, other hand on her coochie
I did run up some change, them facts
Couple on my shirt from the drank, this Act
Why you tryn' come for me, damn
The burner click clack, your go splat

I'm
My shirt, my belt, my shoes, the come from Fendi
These can't fit in my jeans 'cause I'm rockin' skinnies
I walk in a room full of and you know I'm blending
She say I'm a nigga with no sense but bitch I got plenty
I put that Malaysian up in her head, told her take out Remy
I'ma count money I'm dead, lord forgive me for sinning
I try to be cool, you gon' make the news, I know why niggas envy
talk about me, one of the greatest so you know I'm trending

That lil you gettin' ain't shit to me
I counted four hundred large nigga
I'm with some hitters don't give a fuck
They gon' leave ass scarred nigga
Why MoneyBagg run the rap
I don't know, ask God nigga
I got bitch, she open for me
I just had a with her
Two bitches one me, that's federal
Two on the Cartier's, I can see better
I'm draped in and the F stand for fuck y'all
Yeah I'm 'bout whoever
I bought choppers with clips that curve on 'em
Just like that C
Run up on me if you to, I heard cry out
Big as
Ah shit, ah
I got bands on me, they marching
I hit the kushy then pop me a
Now I'm kickin' with the martians
Pluto, Mars, no
I'm number one like my was Uno
She me head, no Nu Gro
Then I got off and off in a two door, hey

I'm
My shirt, my belt, my shoes, the come from Fendi
racks can't fit in my jeans 'cause I'm rockin' skinnies
I walk in a room full of bosses and you I'm blending
She say I'm a nigga with no sense but bitch I got plenty
I put that Malaysian up in her head, her take out that Remy
I'ma count money 'til I'm dead, forgive me for sinning
I try to be cool, you gon' make the news, I know why niggas envy
Forever talk about me, one of the greatest so you I'm trending

I'm still with it
I pulled up at Church's and got me a two piece, I'm in a two seat
With a bitch that act boujie, she act Karruche
I'm grippin' the wheel, other on her coochie
I really did run up some change, them
Couple on my shirt from the drank, this Act
Why you tryn' for me, damn relax
The burner clack, your brains go splat