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Ooh,
MONY POWR RSPT,
a money set, you know what I'm saying?
Everybody getting money,
Yeah, Pablo

The go where I go
on gelato
Foreign car swerving,
Bad bitch, she Chicago
She freaky, she bust it
She thick as fuck, I'm
I got her from my
So what? 'Cause we love 'em
Fuck that, I hit from the back
smoking, it's fat
Dressing like I got a
I pull up, jumped out the
Bad and her ass fat
Four-door Coupe, it got a
On the Xans, I might crash

Car got gadgets, my got asses
Expensive glasses I'm teaching class
Too to take out the trash
to death, where is my casket?
I always stay with
I'm always late the fashion
Teacher gave me an L, that's
VS on me, look how they flashing
Rocking Laurent, I guess I be dabbing
I got the Louis V, Supreme
Bought a mansion way away a cabin
Taking off my swag, I like your daddy
You a beggar, I'm a
I'm the dealer, you the
up, little nigga, I'm mustard
Smoking the Backwoods, they coming from
I ain't really trust you
Knew I should've trust you
You ain't real, you a
These niggas was sus
These start snitching for nothing
These wanna live by the gun
Guess what? You get what you want
El Patrón, nigga, I a ton

The money go I go
on gelato
Foreign car swerving,
Bad bitch, she Chicago
She freaky, she gon' it
She as fuck, I'm lusting
I got her from my
So what? 'Cause we don't 'em
Fuck that, I wanna hit the back
Backwoods smoking, fat
Dressing I got a sack
I up, jumped out the back
Bad and her ass fat
Four-door Coupe, it got a
On the Xans, I might that

Pull up on you, just send me the
Bad call me daddy
Xan, Perc, and a
I wanna fuck a Kardashian
I like a freaky bitch that's gon' it
I just be kicking like it was rugby
Hell no, baby, don't call me
Fuck you thought, baby? We was fucking
Ooh, I'm to the trap and I'm serving that
I got me a sack like a running back
Two pints of Hi-Tech and a of Act
I'ma fuck on your bitch, break her back
I'ma fuck on your bitch, give her back
I got two bitches Pitty Pat
I just do it the Nike check
My neck froze, got a ice

The go where I go
on gelato
Foreign car swerving,
Bad bitch, she Chicago
She freaky, she bust it
She thick as fuck, I'm
I got her from my
So what? 'Cause we don't 'em
Fuck that, I hit from the back
Backwoods smoking, fat
like I got a sack
I pull up, out the back
Bad and her ass fat
Coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might that