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Ayy. Ayy. Look. Check me out, uh. Big money, no whammy, I'm a real stepper. What's a pup to a big dog? Do better. Ten bar blue that Moncler 'cause it's November. I can have any bitch I want, I just go get her. I just knocked down a nigga, he had no Smut. Thousand gram chain with the rocks, it's a Gold rush. Tryna brag 'bout your Cartier, I'm like, "So what?" Rollie cost sixty-five bucks, Nigga, add me up. Drop something, niggas get hit With they bitch too. Tryna act tough, I don't Bluff, I got sticks too. And the tips on five sevens colored neon blue. They don't wanna make no room, I bet I Get through. Solo dolo, I ain't never had nobody. Niggas is homos, tryna snatch up my deposit. Don't do no talking, the only statements be Deposits. What they mad for? They probably mad 'cause I'm popping. I been getting money, been fucking off a check. You talking big dog shit, you nothing but a Pest. Sliding in a foreign, this is not a Corvette. I'm big dog pace, I ain't settling for... Ayy. Big money, no whammy, I'm a real stepper. Safe look like a side salad, all blue cheddar. Ten bar blue that Moncler 'cause it's November. I ain't nothing like these niggas, y'all should know Better. Mr. Put It On, no matter the occasion. I'm doped up first with the all-white Vapors. A four and a deuce, that's a way game, Lakers. I'm smoking on buddy, he ain't nothing but A hanger. Bad bitch on my line, She wanna FaceTime. She wanna fuck a rich nigga with a dope Vibe. She got the AP on 'cause she don't Waste time. Nigga think he tough 'cause he threw Up a little gang sign. You'll get smoked for that shit, stop faking the Funk. I ain't laughing with you niggas, what the Fuck is the joke? You niggas know what's up With me, go and act like you don't. On the phone with Christine, go on and send In the quote. Big money, no whammy, I'm a real stepper. What's a pup to a big dog? Do better. Ten bar blue that Moncler 'cause it's November. I can have any bitch I want, I just go get her. Big money, no whammy, I'm a real stepper. Safe look like a side salad, all blue cheddar. Ten bar blue that Moncler 'cause it's November. Rocking white with the Rolls, help me float better. Yeah, pop a Tesla, feel like an Adderall. Switching cars, hella options like a salad bar. Fell in love with blue slips, but I stack It all. APs, President, Pateks, bitch, I had 'em all. Throwing dog shit in the Club, we just had a fight. Pop a pussy-ass nigga like I'm cracking pints. Yeah, signed a million dollar deal, buying Ack' and Ice. I put four Giadas on the Cullinan, I'ma Smack it twice. We don't do no back and Forth, yeah, we up in straps. Fuck a label and Big Homie, bitch, we cutting Checks. Yeah, get you dropped for like a rack, Maybe something less. And if that dog ain't strong enough, you gotta Cut with Fent. We only fucking with the guys, Never lame switching. Off the mud right to the top, brought the Gang with me. Tell lil' Cudi, "Rob a nine, Bring his chain to me." Fuck promoters, I hit Every show and got them things with it. Same nigga. Yeah, look. Drank up
AFN Peso, Icewear Vezzo — No Whammy
«No Whammy» — AFN Peso, Icewear Vezzo. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:54. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
