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Started with a Honda Now I wanna Rarri Started with my bitch Now I wants yours, I'm sorry Started from Chicago Now we moving thru your town Man, I started with the chain Now I want the fuckin crown Yeah, One night only Pullin up in different cities Steady on the grind Now I'm out here signing titties Guided, Guided by the money Aint shit you can tell me Send your bitch an uber When I pull up to the telly How do I keep Runnin, Runnin up these checks Bitch I sound like money And I look like sex Or maybe I got lucky Dude I do feel blessed Or maybe I'm for real Bitch I could be next I don't gotta flirt I let the clout do it for me From the show to the telly Then I'm taking her to maury Yo I'm nothing like the others Ima different category Man I made it thru some shit And you bet I gotta story Ima tell like it is With god as my witness If you cant do that You in the wrong fucking business Foot in the door Then I ripped it off the hinges Like what the f*ck is up We about to run some digits Five fucking nine But I'm dunking on you bitches I don't even ball Still dunking on you bitches One night only That's a bunch of different plugs I don't miss a beat Man I'm talking constant flow of drugs Started with a Honda Now I wanna Rarri Started with my bitch Now I wants yours, I'm sorry Started from Chicago Now we moving thru your town Man, I started with the chain Now I want the fuckin crown Yeah, One night only Pullin up in different cities Steady on the grind Now I'm out here signing titties Guided, Guided by the money Aint shit you can tell me Send your bitch an uber When I pull up to the telly How do I keep Runnin, Runnin up these checks Bitch I sound like money And I look like sex Or maybe I got lucky Dude I do feel blessed Or maybe I'm for real Bitch I could be next Just look at all the shit I achieve when I rhyme Bitch I came with the gang But I leave with a dime Can't drip too hard Might freeze on the grind Yo I got my fuckin goals And I seize them in time Bitch I'm the fuckin man Best believe thats a fact Now they so fuckin stunned Can't believe that we rap When I'm rollin thru your city When they see me, gimme daps Put our small ass town On a big ass map Griffey fuckin bars Yeah they know me over here What they say about the top Its getting lonely over here Man I'm tryna take off In only bout a year Bitch I put my team on I'm like homie of the year Started with a Honda Now I wanna Rarri Started with my bitch Now I wants yours, I'm sorry Started from Chicago Now we moving thru your town Man, I started with the chain Now I want the fuckin crown Yeah, One night only Pullin up in different cities Steady on the grind Now I'm out here signing titties Guided, Guided by the money Aint shit you can tell me Send your bitch an uber When I pull up to the telly How do I keep Runnin, Runnin up these checks Bitch I sound like money And I look like sex Or maybe I got lucky Dude I do feel blessed Or maybe I'm for real Bitch I could be next
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