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(Haha) This bitch know who I am, yeah, L-I-L-O Lil' O geeked off contraband Double cross, we slime your mans 500 for the cup again I just fucked it up again Spilled the lean, fucked up my pants Brand-new coupe 'cause I recoup Double cup still in my hand Bitch, I'm ballin' like 24, 'cause the rock can't leave my hand Got a rocket for your man Rock the baby straight to bed We got hella fuckin' lean, so they wanna kick it here Nigga, fuck a VIP, in that back door, you get hit I got sticks on me, don't you end up in a ditch Chrome Heart and Balenci', what I got, can't cop that shit Pockets fatter than a bitch, got my racks, you throw a fit Brr-brr, you already know what time it is I can flex my brand-new bitch I can flеx my brand-new kicks Or I can flex this fast-ass whip Double cup, I'm fat as shit Oh, you said you got them sticks? Let's link up and do that shit I got clothes that cost a brick, bitch, you not gon' live like this Damn, ran off on the plug like, "You gon' have to catch me, kid" Hood rich, but they all love us 'cause we lit Bitch tryin' to keep up, you can't keep up with this shit (Haha) This bitch know who I am, yeah, L-I-L-O Lil' O geeked off contraband Double cross, we slime your mans 500 for the cup again I just fucked it up again Spilled the lean, fucked up my pants Brand-new coupe 'cause I recoup Double cup still in my hand Bitch, I'm ballin' like 24, 'cause the rock can't leave my hand Got a rocket for your man Rock the baby straight to bed We got hella fuckin' lean, so they wanna kick it here (Hahahahaha) (Hahahahaha)
Writer(s): Amari Middleton, Prosper Iloh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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