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I don’t need no beats to turn me up lil bitch, I got it
Pull out the coupe, no mileage, huh
Maybach truck hydraulics, huh huh
My bitch do narcotics, yeah
My bitch love them drugs
Rockstar hoe, everybody say she weird
Im tryna get next to her
I ain’t nothing like them other niggas
Imma get the best of you
Tryna slide in that hoopty
You gon pull off in a stretcher, yeah
I don’t smoke no Looseleaf, bitch, this grabba in my paper
My niggas push up all black, yeah, like Darth Vader
Mask up bitch, swing your blick
Do whatever to get that paper
My bitch on whatever I’m on
She like Tomb Raider
Baguettes and pointer stones on, bitch im too paid
Got a bitch who’ll fuck whoever in this room
She tryna get laid
Yeah, she go both ways
I’m in this bitch off Oxycontin
Bitch I’m too rich, you can’t tell me nothing
Body shots just like a bell or something
Put that money on your head or tail
Flip a coin, it went straight in the air
And went down a wishing well
You was gon die regardless, bitch
Flipper, this a Jeff Hardy stick
Flip her, I’m fucking a stripper
She want me to tip her, she know that I’m having, yeah
Know some niggas that’ll pull up, catch a body
And pull off laughing, yeah
Hell yeah, she got a ass in there
My bag, yeah, I got the cash in there
Swag, yeah, I be selling this shit
Make a O, I’m about to jump in the pit
The bullets hot and you know how it get
Pussy shoulda made it across the fence
Niggas be doing fake drugs, it ain’t no purpose
Shit, boy, thats Fent
Imma get rich and die trying even if I get shot 9 times like 50 Cent
YVL 5 in this bitch
She bouta ride on this dick
I been off Earth, ain’t nobody liver than this
I been off Earth, ain’t nobody liver than this
Ain’t nobody liver than this
Ain’t nobody liver than this
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Yeah
All this money coming in and out like a bank
No Andrew Jacksons, only Ben Frank
Bitch I’m in the field like Call of Duty, tryna up my rank
No matter what cologne you put on
My partners gon leave you stank
I’m on 10, my adrenaline pumping yeah just like Crank
My diamonds punching, yeah
My diamonds punching, yeah, just like Tank
I’m way too high
She asking me to cum, huh, but I can’t
I’m fucking on your bitch
I’m going dumb, he thought she was a saint
But she not
V-A-M-P-I-R-E
I’m a vampire
V-A-M-P-I-R-E
Yeah, I got this bitch vamped out
She ain’t have no tattoos
Now she got a tramp stamp, ha
With my name on it, yeah
That ain’t my bitch if you ain’t see my chains on her
I trap and do business, same line, same phone, yeah
OPIUM my gang
Somebody call Tyrone, they tryna clone us
I’m from ATL
My name ring bells in zone 6 and zone 1
I’m not Drake, I’m not Future, but I’m on one
They upped that drac, yeah
Ended his future, he though he was on something
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