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T-Triple
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100 Thousand dollars for a girl to be your shawty Only took one night for me to treat her like a dolly Whip a Maserati and I picked her from the party Taking shots of coñac started balling like I’m kyrie Got a whole brick on my hand it looking like it’s forty Wearing givenchy and Gucci baby it’s a foreign I’d be whipping on the beemer double grill with the door in Got my homies on the hood you a shooter yeah we shooting Yeah fly to saint on the jet having hella fun Dropped a band on henessey bitch I don’t give a f*ck I’m a younging nigga flexing see I don’t need no luck Spending hella bands in one night take her to the yacht Boutta cop a beemer with the B double grill with dice Got a lotta liters got the tray and it’s filled with ice Water splashing on her she be wet she feel like a sauna Benjis on the floor with my homies throwing lotta dolla Yeah I got a brick full of benjis on my wrist You been acting crazy yeah she put you on house arrest Riding like it’s crazy I’ve been riding with the gang Wrote a couple grand sign my name on the check Check it out check it out check it out Check em Bitch I’m younging nigga I’m just out here flexing And I’m writing couple thousand on the check and now the checking And them people itching they be looking for fucking appraisal My brothers on my payroll I’m acting on the main role I don’t need extra shit Yeah I’m giving just like em wrote I need all of the green Got the paper and the emeralds I’ll be flexing till I leave I just catch it like fitzgerald You shit all fugazi I ain’t fucking with no lie Invited all the bitches all my niggas finna f*ck Sipping hella shots they be tech we put on ice And the hundred dollar bills raining finna cop a yacht 100 Thousand dollars for a girl to be your shawty Only took one night for me to treat her like a dolly Whip a Maserati and I picked her from the party Taking shots of coñac started balling like I’m kyrie Got a whole brick on my hand it looking like it’s forty Wearing givenchy and Gucci baby it’s a foreign I’d be whipping on the beemer double grill with the door in Got my homies on the hood you a shooter yeah we shooting Yeah fly to saint on the jet having hella fun Dropped a band on henessey bitch I don’t give a f*ck I’m a younging nigga flexing see I don’t need no luck Spending hella bands in one night take her to the yacht Boutta cop a beemer with the B double grill with dice Got a lotta liters got the tray and it’s filled with ice Water splashing on her she be wet she feel like a sauna Benjis on the floor with my homies throwing lotta dolla
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