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Niggas wanna see me dead
I don't give a fuck about shit, ah
Cash calling

I pull a whole foe in my fucking car
Count it up, count it up
Fuck through the chat
Man I can't fuck with y'all
We dressing them bricks and then we out it all
Mixing magella nigga designer girl
Got like 10 hoes in my fucking air
2 condos I ain't even there
I'm like fucked her they can't come in here
I'm fucking on this bed like she my main
I be in the trap wearing one
40 shots my Glock make a block go insane
I just signed a wang on my peoples can't feel this pain
I just signed a way, I got that thing that bitch go bang
I just met this bitch I swear this bitch is tryina bang
Posting on my side, yeah nigga fuck the fan
Yeah nigga money dancing to the bang

I'm on a side, on a side on this lane
I'm on the side, I'm on this lane
I be on some other shit
Got in her got that bitch and sell a bit
Pussy niggas hating to get relevant
Money bets I need that bitch I need that
Bitch where they at, I need that
Coupe dazzle smash
Bitch I need that
Money coming fucking bang
Foreign car American
Foreign by the wear the ass in
Call me carter nigga ben have it
I'm just saying feels ??? and some magic
First I move the stall to the attic
My plugs pull up and get it bracking
My cous pull up and get it cracking
Leather pillets like the bitch you like it
Pull the taste ball that bitch what's happening
Bitch what's happening
I'm pulling up the plug like go get it bitch, go get it
This nigga like a diamonds glisten
I just listen, I'm just pimping except for atlantic kicking
With my niggas, with my niggas

I pull a whole foe in my fucking car
Count it up, count it up
Fuck through the chat
Man I can't fuck with y'all
We dressing them bricks and then we out it all
Mixing magella nigga designer girl
Got like 10 hoes in my fucking air
2 condos I ain't even there
I'm like fucked her they can't come in here

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