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Smelling like new money, Baccarat, Blue hundreds. Bitch, I be up 'til like two Something. Go get a cab, need some move back. I'm in the back, I ain't moving. If it ain't bread, I ain't moving. Gucci, yeah, he never losing. She tattoo my name on her booty. Yeah, it's on my name, you know what it Is. I'm tryna fly to Paris for a night. Tryna see paintings all up on frame. Can't fuck if she basic, that's the code of Life. Uh, yeah. Ran it up, what the fuck is a recession? I went through Vegas and I had an angel. All that pulled was triple seconds. Big ass boy, yeah, he a pest. I'm in love, when I ain't got the tech. Hop in that foreign, go into a jet. I still want more when ain't nothing left. I'm greedy, greedy. They want the shit a little too easy. I got more money, your bitty. Little fuck nigga tryna be me. Little bitch tryna get the best of me. Lil thot, don't question me. And I pass when they testing me. I'm him and I'm blessed to be. Smelling like new money, Baccarat, Blue hundreds. Bitch, I be up 'til like two Something. Go get a cab, need some move back. I'm in the back, I ain't moving. If it ain't bread, I ain't moving. Gucci, yeah, he never losing. She tattoo my name on her booty. Yeah, it's on my name, you know what it Is. I'm tryna fly to Paris for a night. Tryna see paintings all up on the frame. Can't fuck if she basic, that's the code of Life. Uh, yeah. Ran it up, what the fuck is a recession? I went through Vegas and I had an angel. All that pulled was triple seconds. Yeah, yeah. Took her to Fiss, she gave me lips, but I don't kiss. Know what I want, we ain't Fucking a minute. Know I got money, but this Level rented. Fly out to Texas, you taking a Venice. Love a bad bitch when she rich and She listen. I been on tour and I got So new visions. Niggas don't switch on me, I Ain't quitting. Little nigga mad 'cause he ain't This. Ask my ex and I ain't shit. But it's cool, yeah, all this. Ice too bright, it light switch. Hope that boy don't sky me. He in jail, he fighting. Glocky on my side, I'm not holding, Dying. And I'm feeling psychic. Mix it like it's science. Want me to come pipe it. I be having nightmares. Smelling like new money, Baccarat, blue hundreds. Bitch, I be up 'til like two something. Go get a cab, need some move back. I'm in the back, I ain't moving. If it ain't bread, I ain't moving. Gucci, yeah, he never losing. She tattoo my name on her booty. Yeah, it's on my name, you know what it Is. I'm tryna fly to Paris for a night. Tryna see paintings all up on the frame. Can't fuck if she basic, that's the code of Life. Yeah. Ran it up, what the fuck is a Recession? I went through Vegas and I had an Angel. All that I pulled was triple seconds.