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[Verse 1: Lil
I smokin' on the gas
Hocus on the gas
I been snorklin' in the
Krogers with the bags
I done went blonde, goin' Hogan on they ass
my shooters "Count me out", and I end up doin' the math
I been fuckin' in the shower, so my soaked
I fuckin' on the counter 'cause my bed's soaked
You know my lean and cold, like some dead folks
You know my nice and low, like I make egg rolls, oh
I got pills, we call 'em illies
I got the wet, I'm whippin'
I rob his ass like Robin
I get Ms a mile a minute
Don't pay your bill, I'm power
BET, that's how I'm
I got hoes followin' me
Ho, ho, ho; I'm down the
Hello, I make her throw away her toys, yeah
got a job, I make her look employed, yeah
She do the money count in just her drawers,
I make her count out loud, I hard
I been fuckin' models, they been walkin' in towels
They been snortin' powder, I in here takin' downers
They been countin' for hours, getting kisses by the
Money and the power, be in here watchin' Power
All my accurate, codeine like a daiquiri
Run up, run up in your factory, mask is on like Michael
Brrrt! Pull up like a
Stereo on max, and bury your own casket
Nigga say hello to
My lil bang
My lil homies, they
They don't the fame
Kill your ass fly to Spain
Ding-ding, coke and ice cream, that got a nice ring
Put my face up in the pussy, I'm just
Yeah, starin' at the world an automatic
mother of pearls, sweet Jesus of Nazareth
Quickly, quickly, quickly, gettin' slow,
I could turn your baby to a baby, sure baby
Look, I cannot sit down without gettin'
What's new in town? do it now
A couple marbles ain't been
A couple screws screwed around
My father ain't been 'round, my heart ain't missed a
The of a down, and it's been up and down
A psycho, all I'm missin' is the
Sippin' up, I piss enough to
Twistin' up a
as fuck, a Bentley truck on clouds
Y'all so
I break a bunch of fuckin' vows
to hunt you down
All up in section
Use protection when you around
Possession of
Imperfection, no
No correct your
Turn depression to
Got an obsession for
no pressure, no discretion
And the F is for the
"Flesh of all the ones, I left 'em, F 'em."

[Verse 2: Dollaz]
Your open so we run in it
Any club, got my gun in it
I even got to touch you dudes
I'll get you killed young
Eat, sleep, shit, rap
Brand new AK, all
Tunechi gave me gift wrapped
Your sweet, candy, Kit-Kat
you pussy niggas get mad
Keep the voodoo on me,
Off-White, Gucci, mix
All my diamonds drip, shit
Black BMW, your gave me top at the W
She told me I'm over you
bitches way too emotional, uh
So perkys, I'm barely sober
Diamond choker, crazy,
Keep my niggas me, I tote 'em
Never be committed, I her
Enough with you niggas, I do not with you niggas
I know I'm with you niggas
Grew up with you
We all was swipin' cards, scammin' it up with you
Miami ballin', it's a hobby, call a nigga Joe
Haitian food or hibachi, ATV's,
Chris Paul, we load the
ball, corner pocket
Ah man, stop it
You know it's
When it comes to rap, no
Haha, up, talk to 'em
I'm the hottest out in my
Bad boy too, ask
Hundred foot yacht, jet
kissin' bitches, lesbian
Niggas beef, let's see 'em
Y'all don't beef, y'all vegan
If so, come, no
(Yeah, you get it?)
Future put me on, he Atlanta
in my city crabs in a barrel
Made it out without help
I can say I did it
Tunechi told me leave this blessed
I killed this shit, no
First 48, stretch
Someone me what's next?