7sixers
Babyface Ray, Veeze, Icewear Vezzo
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Wee, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah My heart cold, I put ice on it like it's swollen My pockets fat, and I'm huggin' on it like I'm Norbit My pockets fat- Hold on, what I say? Gotta bring it back on they ass My heart cold, I put ice on it like it's swollen (yeah) My pockets fat, and I'm huggin' on 'em like I'm Norbit (huh) A street nigga, I turn bougie quick, on a poor bitch All my niggas thanksgiving, we on Ocean Drive with foreigns (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) I been off the porch, in too deep, shit, I'm snorkelin' (yeah) Call me Pistol P, pass that bitch to my boy, yeah (my boy, yeah) Young bitch with me, feed her chips and juice, she ain't even grown yet (lil' bitch) This the range Jeep, we three deep, but that's four mill' (four million) Ayy twin, break that pill, get me geeked, I'm the nerd, man (yeah) I ain't even in Rich Gang, I know young thugs and birdmans (for real) Cuzzy in a tent with a bag of oranges like a Birkin Bitches seen my fit, she said, "Oh my God, that shit all Virgil" F*ck the private, press it all, money all in Money fallin', I just walked in Bad, thick, mixed bitch look like Starlet If I ain't Wavy Gang, nigga, what you call that? F*ck the corner up, got it all back, you know I'm hard head I can't tell you if the pussy good, I get all head 2022 sittin' low, watch 'em crawl pass Lil' nigga, I'll f*ck your bitch, I'm with all that I'm a bull, I'm like curry, I got pull Mask down over my eyes, not no wood, clip is full Who got work? Bust a jugg, sell yo' soul for a buzz Droppin' fours, I'm not blood, I keep soda full of mud Have 'em dig a hole and drop you down, f*ck rollin' niggas up We can grab them hoes and let them choose, it's either them or us I was Louis shades for 'bout 3K, ain't never did no Buffs We was takin' off the stash alone, ain't no bitch gettin' stuff, nigga .30 on my waist, if you ain't up, can't relate, huh Million dollars cash, brick of raw, scrape the plate (skrrt) Yeah, stuff it in my pants, dog shit, break the bank (yeah, yeah) Do two-hundred in the 'Rari, Rollie all in they face, huh (Rollie all in they face) Pop a pill, watch her eat it up, we geeked or what? Huh (geekin') Took a tesla, VV'd up, Elon Musk, yeah (Elon, ya dig?) I be in the trenches, we T'd up, feed my cup (yeah) Made this nigga and this bitch so I ran it up like Leon Rush (ran it up) Switch on the Glock, look like Baccarat, we shop a lot (fah-fah) She ain't ever seen this wrist before, that's Vacheron, huh Tweakin' in that 'Rari, late at night, don't stop a lot (uh-uh) Multi-million dollar nigga 'hind this tint, hoppin' out, huh Wavy Gang, all your eyes up, the dream team (dream team) All rich niggas, look like we in Queens, Supreme team (boss) Big goofy nigga, must be colorblind, your lean green (haha) Bet I walked him down, run me that whole kit, I need these, nigga (yeah)
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