Just a young, fly nigga with a plan Make 100 million in my cherry red Vans Cherry red Vans, cherry red Cherry red, cherry red My niggas shoot and then it's all on sight A wife make a straight bitch wanna go dyke I got that coke pure white, in them baby blue Xans 'Bout...
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VVS Patek all in my wrist watch (wrist) Got it jump, jumpin' like I'm Kriss Kross She gon' bring her girl, let 'em Kriss Kross Drippin' water, I forgot to turn my wrist off All that Goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross All that Goyard, let 'em Kriss Kross She gon' bring her girl, let 'em...
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Alright now I said I wouldn't gon' trip I can't even lie, you got me fucked up, shit I ain't tryna be rude or stingy But I ain't tryna share you with another man You know you got the upper hand You know you do that shit that I like I know you teasin' and...
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Ear Drummers Look, I ain't really with the talkin', bitch I'm really 'bout that action I'm runnin' up a ticket and fuckin' bitches in traffic Got a hundred million dollars, I could give a fuck about a hater Oh, they be with the snitchin' and bitchin', they like investigatin' Ain't tryna run down with that...
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Right now you warned, OHB, yeah Let's talk about something, girl I need your acceptance You're making assumptions, but you know it's nothing The liquor keep calling, you know I need more It's 99 problems, can't take anymore, I'm 'bout to mix up this Sprite with the 4 Oh, OHB 'bout to walk through Only...
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Yeah, rumor has it that I'm armed Somebody should have told them When the cash starts flowing and the hands start reaching You read the contract your man ain't breaching Uh, and rumor has it The jeweler wants his money But I'm out here rocking all my chains, real chunky, real comfy And rumor has...
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Wrist, ten-four, ten-four, ten-four Wrist, tip, four (Yeah), tip, wrist It's Breezy, times Thugger Wrist, ten-four, ten Wrist, ten-four, ten-four Yeah, yeah! Wrist drippin', 4's tippin' Wrist drippin', 4 'Cause my wrist still dripping, 44's still tip In the cut with my hittas (Gang), no they do not miss I'm a champagne-pourin' nigga, I love...
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We can match a blunt up, listening to Sade Do just what you wanna, echoes in the attic but we fucking in the basement Didn't notice that the sun up, we must have fell asleep to Sade You give me a fever, I've been catching feelings I'm having trouble erasing So it's all up to...
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Gun shots, we lots Hennessy, I don't really like scotch At the don when I'm talking to the dutch And the man with the pockets like fam you up Dippers and the wait notes Black man says he's hit a lick, better keep your face down Get loud when that kick sound You miss it,...
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Yeah, kinfolk, California kush, smell it through the vents though Pimp flow, rolling through the 20s with my brim low I been dope, I make your bitch bend over for some kins though She wanna get nasty but just don't let her friends know What's bracking P? What you need? I'm out of weed Codeine,...
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