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D4L (Feat. Future & Young Thug)

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D4L (Feat. Future & Young Thug)

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(808 my crew)(Ayy, Southside, where you get all that drip?)Yeah, yeahYeahFBG, YSL, know just what's brackin', yeahTold my storygotta clear it by your daddy, yeah (Yeah, yeah)FBG, YSL, what's hannenin'?Richard Mille, all this year, nigga, what's hannenin'?Louis Vuitton bandana, bro, what hannenin'?D4L, Stunna Man, say what's hannenin'?Bowen Homes, you know, that shiesty shitYou go outside, you better back itOh, my right wrist a Ferrari (Skrrt, skrrt)Foreign breed, Americanshe call me papi (Yeah, yeah, yeah)Vroom, vroom, Hellcat, give it to the goons (Vroom)On that Earl Manigault, shootin' it out the spoonSeen a prom queen smoke crack when I was lil'Million dollars in cash like I sell drugs (Sell drugs)Gave my bitch a hundred racksvacuum sealed up (Vacuum seal, what?)Vacuum sealed upFBG, YSL, know just what's brackin', yeahTold my storygotta clear it by your daddy, yeah (Yeah, yeah)FBG, OVO, what's hannenin'?Richard Mille, all year, what's hannenin'?YSL bandana, man, what's hannenin'?D4L, Stunna Man, man, what's hannenin'?Bowen Homes, you know, that shiesty shitYou go outside, you better back it (Ayy)Go to Palm Springs for a daytripFreeband, October's Own, it's the same shitShawty keep on knockin' back the shots, better pace thisWoah, woah, bank knows presidential facesWoah, woah, Bankhead, started seein' spaceships, woahWe just started fuckin', she impatientNow she want a butt lift, now she want some LASIKJust to see the bag clearer, that way she can chase itAyy, ayyI remember grade sixI was up in Payless tryna get some AsicsNow I'm Nike'd down in a motherfuckin' snake pitNow I'm type of nigga give it outand I don't take shit (808 my crew)I been in the cut for thirteen thousand months(Ayy, Southside, where you get all that drip?)All that brr, you gon' think we from Saudi ArabiaMoney counter brr (Yeah) , ayyMy trap comin' up the street, brr (Let's go)I ran a check up on my feet, brr (Run it up)Bentley talk, Bentley talk, brr (Bentley)Go ask your mama, I'm a boss, brr (Boss)I got oil, I'm your daddy, brr (Daddy)I bought her a 'Rari (Swerve, skrrt) , brr ('Rari, yeah)I eat calamari (Brr, yeah, yeah, yeah)I'ma let her park meFBG, YSL, know just what's brackin', yeahTold my storygotta clear it by your daddy, yeah (Yeah)FBG, YSL, what's hannenin'?Richard Mille, all this year, nigga, what's hannenin'?Louis Vuitton bandana, bro, what hannenin'?D4L, Stunna Man, say what's hannenin'?Bowen Homes, you know, that shiesty shitYou go outside, you better back it
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