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Thirty K up on a thirty K up Now I'm wakin' up in different places Bitch do not Fuck up my vibe Or I'm talkin' in lame As my homie Estasis All of my bills, Yeah, they gotta be blue I apologize if it's Racist Thou shall not stutter when we are discussing My pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-payments Space Pay me, Bitch I'm in my bag, I'm in your bitch, I'm in my element She educatin' with that brain, She real intelligent You want that beef, Then you gon' get cooked like it's Wellington Now I'm walkin', swangin' big, they take a measurement She got too much ass, got me tweakin', check The Fitbit Wrote it on her chest, I ain't Talkin' hieroglyphic You should tape your mouth and Go to bed 'cause you are chinless Whip lifted And my rims, they spin like fidget Fuck a Three-sixty, crank a ninety, then I hit it Baby, I'm that guy, think it's time we finally set It Hit 'em with the one-two, yeah, I made Him call the medic Money on my money on My name and don't forget it You think I Need a bitch? I'm beggin' for the friend zone I shoot, I never miss I heard you need A lesson This baby's off the shits I'm in Your girly's mansion My bad, my bad, My bad Brand new shoes, brand new pants Yes, It cost me many bands Your girl just a Backup plan Sonning you like Ant-Man Future crib in Catalan Fun job on me, cash in hand How The fuck you always in the gym but you Resistant to these bands? We all gonna eat like it's morning after Ramadan You should run and duck 'less you tryna to Get Donald Duck'd Bands on bands on bands Yeah, That shit really go on and on Boy, you Love to glaze Yeah, you rollin' like a Cinnabon Fuck a three-sixty, crank a ninety, then I hit It Baby, I'm that guy, think it's time we Finally set it Hit 'em with the one-two, Yeah, I made him call the medic Money on My money on my name and don't forget it We finally up, we finally up Yeah, We finally up, we finally up Yeah, we finally up, we finally up Yeah, We finally up, we fi- It's such a pretty day, I'm talkin' to the Walls I'm feelin' disconnected, still won't make the call I haven't felt like this since I was young As well If it's all black and white, I wonder where I fall Got a brand new chain It's a brand new game Rodeo my payroll Ayy Low Spendin' that shit, Spendin' that shit, spendin' that shit Blood Ghost, We don't play no Halo Runnin' that shit, Runnin' that shit, runnin' that Yeah, I'm up real Good and I made them millions, it's all my Fault Swipe my card, I don't think twice, That's how I ball Swish Eat my money, Got money and you ain't got money at all Got no money In the crib with the boys And the dogs So you know I ain't takin' No calls
bbno$ — finally up
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