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I buy a new car for the bitch (for real)I tear down the mall with the bitch (for real)You can't even talk to the bitch (no)She fucking with bosses and shit (on God)I pull up in 'Rari's and shit, with choppers and Harley's and shit (for real)I be Gucci'd down, you wearing Lacoste and shit (bitch)Yeah, Moncler, yeah, fur came off a bear, yeah (yeah)Triple homicide, put me in a chair, yeah (in jail)Triple cross the plug, we do not play fair, yeah (On God)Got 'em tennis chains on and they real blingy (blingy)Draco make you do the chicken head like Chingy (Chingy)Walk in Neiman Marcus and I spend a light fifty (fifty)Please proceed with caution, shooters, they be right with me (21)Bad bitch, cute face and some nice titties$7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket (yeah)Bitch, be careful when you dumpin' your ashes (bitch)I ain't no sucker, I ain't cuffin' no action (nah)The skreets raised me, I'm a whole bastard (wild, wild, wild, wild)I bought a 'Rari just so I can go faster (skrrt)Niggas tryna copy me, they playin' catch up (21)I might pull up in a Ghost, no Casper (21)I been smoking gas and I got no asthma[Chorus 2x 2x]I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account, yeah (On God)In my bank account, yeah (On God)In my bank account, yeah (On God)In my bank account, yeah (On God)[Próxima Parte]I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 Shooter's ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)[Refrão]Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)[Verse 2]Yeah dog I'm for real, dog (21)Straight up out the 6, now got a house in the Hills, dog (21)Wanna see a body, nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)Wanna tweet about me, nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)Killed dog, I'm a real dog, you a lil' dog (21)Be a dog, wanna be a dog, chasing mil's, dogDunk right in your bitch like O'Neal, dogI shoot like Reggie Mill', dog (21)Chopper sting you like a eel, dog[Chorus 2x 2x][Próxima Parte]I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)[Refrão] (repetir)[Verse 3]Roulette clips, send a roulette hitPull up on your bitch, she say that I got that ruler dickSpray your block down, we not really with that ruh-rah shitGlock cocked now, I don't really give no fuck 'bout who I hitYeah, your bitch, she get jiggy with meKeep that Siggy with meBitch, I'm Mad Max, you know I got Ziggy with meKeep a mad mag in case a nigga wanna get busy with me'Rari matte black and I got a Bentley with me[Chorus 2x 2x][Próxima Parte]Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)Ready to gun you down, yeah (On God)[Outro]$7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket (yeah)Bitch, be careful where you dumpin' your ashes (bitch)I ain't no sucker, I ain't cuffin' no action (nah)The skreets raised me, I'm a whole bastard
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