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Yes. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Whoa. That's your hoe, bae, coming up missing. Yeah. Yeah. Girl, I wanna know where you going. You way too bad, I'm tryna buy you Rick Owens. Look at my wrist, know it's snowing. Counting these racks how I'm starting my morning. Counting so long, it got boring. Tell lil' bitch I only live what I'm pouring. I'm dripping, I'm feeling important. When I let this shit bang, I ain't giving No warning. Yes, yes. I put diamonds on her chest. Yes, yes. I fuck her, she say I'm the best. Yes, yes. I'm counting these racks, I don't stress. Yes, yes. With these racks, I might make me a mess. Rodeo Drive in the Bentley. I did that like 2016. I'm a rude boy, I'm friendly. Some of my niggas bang BBs. I pull out my dick and she kiss it. That's your hoe, bae, she coming up missing. These clothes that I'm rocking, they fitting. These racks in my pants, they fitting. He try to drown like I'm not the one. I'm like, "Boy, you must be kidding." Bitch, I'm the number one, signing no last to The vault, niggas, I'm shitting. Big on my wrist, yeah, it's froze, but somehow That bitch keep on ticking. I got them blue hundreds straight out the ATM, I can't count it 'cause they sticking. Girl, I wanna know where you going. You way too bad, I'm tryna buy you Rick Owens. Look at my wrist, know it's snowing. Counting these racks how I'm starting my morning. Counting so long, it got boring. Tell lil' bitch only live what I'm pouring. I'm dripping, I'm feeling important. When I let this shit bang, I ain't giving No warning. Yes, yes. I put diamonds on her chest. Yes, yes. I fuck her, she say I'm the best. Yes, yes. I'm counting these racks, I don't stress. Yes, yes. With these racks, I might make me a mess. ClayCo Cook it up