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Baby girl, where you been? Missing chunks. Yeah, be the winner. Pull up looking suspicious, I see the hate from The distance. You know I stay in the kitchen, This trappin' shit my religion. She super thick, walking piston, ain't got no time For opinion. You ride the trend, you a minion, I'm on these money decisions. Ain't no lacking, no slipping, I follow heart Intuition. I close my mouth and I listen, I'm In the flyest edition. Hear the snakes when they hissin', I peep the Scene, pay attention. I need the plate with the Fishes, might hit the D like a piston. Then go and cop me some cars, smoking good In the party. But you can smell the Bulgari, Unapologetic, no sorry. I'm rolling up like I'm Marley, at Rolling Loud I'm with Venom. Your pre-rolls ain't bussin' if M&M's ain't in 'em. See the team out winning, See the team out shining. Everybody won't make it, But I'ma keep on climbing. I complete the assignment, the plug gave me Consignment. Niggas say that I'm lucky, I call this Shit perfect timing. Uh. Celebrate, pop a bottle, bitch, Elevate. Never hate, get money, That's the only way. Every day, find a way, like navigate. Heavyweight, like a pro club from '98. Heavyweight, moving chickens on the interstate. Heavyweight, like a pro club from '98. Celebrate, pop a bottle, bitch, elevate. Never hate, get money, that's the only way. Yeah, perfect timing, niggas hurting, I'm climbing. But that's your business, my own business I'm Minding. Diamond shining, sitting in the coupe, Seat reclining. Can get them to your door while I'm dining. Ghost mode supplying, can't keep it, You know it's flying. Baby, I'm a hustler, I'm selling, show me who buying. When I get consignment, I pay the plug, no Hiding. White Presidential on my wrist, Joe Biden. I can't front you shit, nigga, Get it understood. And your credit bad to the Point your money ain't good. Built up a youngin', now he feed his whole Hood. I'm a lavish living nigga, but I grew Up with the wolves. Carats on my neck, Chunks on my wrist. Miss me with that dumb Shit, I'd rather get rich. This year it's all gas like a dank mob Zip. Keep it in the fam, nigga, on some Mob shit, bitch. Celebrate, pop a bottle, bitch, elevate. Never hate, get money, that's the only way. Every day, find a way, like navigate. Heavyweight, like a pro club from '98. Heavyweight, moving chickens on the interstate. Heavyweight, like a pro club from '98. Celebrate, pop a bottle, bitch, elevate. Never hate, get money, that's the only way.
Beeda Weeda, Payroll Giovanni & Jay Worthy — Heavy Weight
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