Propaganda
FxrElise
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Um, SV Lamb', I pick it out They see I'm the man, they dig it now Got Armani pants, I drip it out Got too many bands, they stickin' out Pop two of ya mans, we get 'em out Drop, do it again, might ship it out Pulled up Elva 'Claren Why they starin'? He talk down, like "boy I dare him" When we pop out, we known to scare 'em AP rocked out, it blind the cameras Juggernaut, I lug a drop, I hit the shop, I'm rockin' barons I'm at the top, so stop comparin' They all watch, can't stop the glarin' Flew mo' cash in Hugo fashion See me flashin' V10 Aston Cortège like G.I. Joe Hoppin' out that Diablo Poppin' out, I need my dough Talkin' 'bout she like my Rolls Talkin' 'bout she like my Roadster Get put on a poster I'm too fly, I'm vultures Patek ice sculpture That boy a bogey Yeah, my pockets guacamole Crop you out like I'm Adobe Drop too loud, I can't be low-key Lock that down, I want my trophy Yeah, no one can hold me My drip is super soaky, super soaky He want smoke, like "Okey Dokey" Got my bands up Don't like the bloggers, I ain't with the propaganda My diamonds purple like Rattata, I pull the Lambs up Yeah, we like dollars, we nightcrawlers, we got grands up If you got problems, crew gon' maul 'em like Evander So dirty Can't go back, we show no mercy F1 BAC, like what you swervin'? What you swervin'?, know they heard me Brand new Birkin hold 'bout 30 Got my pockets topsy-turvy Took off like rockets, I'm not earthy My guap purty, might drop 30 'Bout to spazz out Money comin', keep them 100's, I could cash out Do what I wanna, flex in that Monza, I tore the dash out I butcher my cash cow Feel like Ashton Kutcher, I just took a chick to Saks now My AP Futurama I eat at Benihana They like, "How you keep that many commas"? My drip is leakin', need a plumber I bought out Neiman, D. Gabbana Rock out but we not Nirvana Top off, it got chopped katana I got stacks in the safe I drop bags in LA Paper tags on the wraith Hit the gas, what's a brake? Yeah, they mad I overtake Crib need acres, buy a lake He act tough, we violate Back up, you in my space I got bank I got cash by the case Got my bands up Don't like the bloggers, I ain't with the propaganda My diamonds purple like Rattata, I pull the Lambs up Yeah, we like dollars, we nightcrawlers, we got grands up If you got problems, crew gon' maul 'em like Evander So dirty Can't go back, we show no mercy F1 BAC, like what you swervin'? What you swervin'?, know they heard me Brand new Birkin hold 'bout 30 Got my pockets topsy-turvy Took off like rockets, I'm not earthy My guap purty, might drop 30 'Bout to spazz out Money comin', keep them 100's, I could cash out Do what I wanna, flex in that Monza, I tore the dash out I butcher my cash cow Feel like Ashton Kutcher, I just took a chick to Saks now (Saks now)
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