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She look like Carly Rae, girl you should call me maybe (Woah)
Got five racks I spend that onna wallet baby (Lets go)
Joc the whip straight off the lot no payments on em' (Skrt)
Bet on me like I was Brady inna' Super Bowl
I walk in and shift the climate jewelry super cold
I walk in and reek exotic better cover yo' nose
Ain't have no pape, I had to go shop at Kohl's
Bitch ain't no way, I can't ever go back to broke
Crash my whip ok, Hundred inna' safe ok
She gon' put it down, put it in my face ok
Glock don't got no sound, it'll blow yo' face away
The word around the town, these niggas tryna take my bae (Woah)
I feel like I'm Jimmy, I ride wit' my dawg, Blast off inna' rocket (Woah)
I feel like I'm Creed, I stick and I move, I'm duckin' and dodgin' (Woah)
I really get money you dealin' wit niggas wit lint in they pockets
I really get money you dealin' wit niggas wit lint in they pockets
I winnin' they drop... F*ck (Fuckin' up)
I winnin' they droppin'
I had hoes on my dick, way before I was poppin'
I sip dirty sprite all of these lines I be droppin'
I'm high as a kite, (I'm high as a kite)
She look like Carly Rae, girl you should call me maybe (Woah)
Got five racks I spend that onna wallet baby (Lets go)
Joc the whip straight off the lot no payments on em' (Skrt)
Bet on me like I was Brady inna' Super Bowl
I walk in and shift the climate jewelry super cold
I walk in and reek exotic better cover yo' nose
Ain't have no pape, I had to go shop at Kohl's
Bitch ain't no way, I can't ever go back to broke
Strap (Strap), Strap (Strap), I ride with a strap
Matte (Matte) Black (Black), My whip is all black
Lap (Lap), Lap (Lap), She put her head in my lap
You niggas ain't ever been loyal to niggas, so no I can't give you no dap
Ask them niggas what I ever did to them niggas I bet they gon tell you some cap
I pull up with rockets, I pull up with tanks, lil nigga we onna attack
Me and bro we locked in like the Hardyz all I gotta do is give that boy a tag
You know I can't f*ck wit no rubber, I look at that bitch and say hand me a Mag
Can't trust in that bitch she a hopper
Head good call her Topper
Yea a hoe gon' be a hoe it ain't nun you can do to stop her
Slappin' on these niggas, takin' they money run this shit back
I'm huntin' down these niggas, Ian got Ops turn em' into packs
I been gon' off the Jiggas I can't sit down I can't relax
Drop this dick in her she can't move on she gon' relapse
She look like Carly Rae, girl you should call me maybe (Woah)
Got five racks I spend that onna wallet baby (Lets go)
Joc the whip straight off the lot no payments on em' (Skrt)
Bet on me like I was Brady inna' Super Bowl
I walk in and shift the climate jewelry super cold
I walk in and reek exotic better cover yo' nose
Ain't have no pape, I had to go shop at Kohl's
Bitch ain't no way, I can't ever go back to broke

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