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Use A− / A+ para ajustar a leituraFirst Off (Ft. Travis Scott)
Back on the Forbes, shit crazy (Yeah)I make more than Dwyane Wade, baby(ATL Jacob)I'm a street nigga and I stay faded (Pluto)Never worked in a gym, but I weighed it (Travis)First off, you get the ammo, then you cock it (Ooh)First off, we had to blast off like a rocket (Skrrt, skrrt)I put the Patek water on, but I got options (Yeah)PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin', noLouis V belts, Louis V on my wallsFishscale, nigga, I can't fuck with no laws (Yeah)Never fear what's on my lens, I see fugaziI should pee on this bitch and make her pay me (Yeah)Started off surfin' on a codeine waveI don't exchange info with these niggasThey some opps, you can kill 'em, they ain't with usOrdered a pound of gas to smoke, I need a fill up (Yeah)Got a line on good Gelato and GorillaHella freaky with me, know you gon' get hit upSteppin' over dead bodies in MargielasI touched a hundred M's and I've been gettin' better (Ooh)In a red Bugatti, gave it right to valetShoot his head off right, it get you new ShenenehShootin' dice all night, yeah, me and Dae DaeWe had to work the one on 'em, it was a good paydayIt was a teenager, they put him on the news where I'm fromHe let off 40 shots, he can't get no bondClosed on when he shoppin', when he kill him, he youngThey ever get caught snitchin', they gon' cut off your tongueI can't wait 'til they set the rat up, yeahI was catchin' juugs, now a nigga a millionaireI get the rap check and I avoid the papsI get NBA money and ain't been in the draftYeah, I'm back on the Forbes, shit crazy (Yeah)I make more than Dwyane Wade, baby (Pop it, pop it)I'm a street nigga and I stay fadedNever worked in a gym, but I weighed itFirst off, you get the ammo, then you cock it (Straight up)First off, we had to blast off like a rocket (Uh)I put the Patek water on, but I got optionsPJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin', noLouis V belts, Louis V on my wallsFishscale, nigga, I can't fuck with no lawsNever fear what's on my lens, I see fugaziI should pee on this bitch and make her pay meBound to cut off where it's dim and pour above the rim (Yeah)Get the backend at the door and let the dogs kill (Dogs)Point 'em out, then turn around, that's how we let 'em inParanoid, one conversation, then I switch the SIM (Oh)This took like NBA business, I ain't talkin' scrimmage (NBA)You know I'm James Bond with it, Harden with the finishThe whip's got curtain options in it, I don't need it tintedJust need the option not to see 'em when I'm ridin' in itUsed to spend checks on my Nikes, now they pay me (Yeah)Got some Bulls cheerleaders and they wavy (Alright)Number one off in my city like McGrady (Straight up)Yeah I'm back on the Forbes, shit crazyRoll some OG gas, I can't let 'em breathe (It's lit)Pop me ten to three, I can't let 'em sleep (Pop it, pop it)Flyin' through the clouds in somethin' heavenly(To these racks, way up, way up)Yeah, back on the Forbes, shit crazyI make more than Dwayne Wade, babyI'm a street nigga and I stay fadedNever worked in a gym, but I weighed itFirst off, you get the ammo, then you cock it (Straight up)First off, we had to blast off like a rocketI put the Patek water on, but I got options (It's lit)PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin', noLouis V belts, Louis V on my wallsFishscale, nigga, I can't fuck with no lawsNever fear what's on my lens, I see fugaziI should pee on this bitch and make her pay meBack on the Forbes, shit crazy (Yeah)I make more than Dwayne Wade, baby (Yeah)I'm a street nigga and I stay fadedNever worked in a gym, but I weighed it
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