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V12, yeah I chose to go fast in it Tinted up, bet I got something bad in it Prada store, I go crazy like I'm mad in it I can have a lot of b*t*hes pull up at the last minute Hanging with them lame ass n***as I can't bear wit I'll stuff four grams in my wood, I don't tear sh*t Top of the mountain, big cabin, feel the air hit Walk up in the bubble, half a million worth of bear bricks Everywhere I go b*t*hes asking who I'm there wit Whatchu mean who I'm with, b*t*h you too nosy Run around the lobby like my brother first name Cody f**k it, run around the lobby like Mr. Moseby Made another open n***a, I don't even wear Oakleys Ride around with a ski mask like my name's Stokely n***as tryna give me game, but you can't coach me Ride round on some bad grades like I didn't study Got to dial all regardless, I don't need buddies n***as used to call me Pig, coat was too muddy Closed the curtains in the double R, it got too sunny Let these little n***as know what's up like I'm Bugs Bunny Lotta blues and I still count it, it's that blood money Told her if she love me gotta suck it till her nose runny Dropped so many lines in this cup, damn I'm so clumsy Said them VVS's but I doubt it, why they so fuzzy Twelve hundred dollars on my feet,got my toes bloody I been out cheating all day, hey I'm home honey Yeah she kinda bad but I told her, it's the throat for me In the A with Yachty, yeah I told em bring a boat for me Got a lot of gas, make a bad b*t*h roll for me Thirty two hundred dollar jacket, it got cold for me Real stepper, I got coins on my toes Bout to try being faithful, I got bored with these hoes I ain't got to book the gear with these hoes I won't let her spend the night, how you live with that hoe? I ain't got a sh*t to give to these hoes Make her leave in the same dress she came in Everybody love me, they love me just like Raymond Talk just like a shaman Cartiers not no Raybans, b*t*h Claiming that they real but they whole body fake Woke up to the thickest b*t*hes, let me be your prada bae You can f**k, you can suck, I can't take you on no date All my b*t*hes mad about my other hoes, I need a break Mike Amiri on my jeans, for my shirt I went Bape n***as clout chasing, pillow talking hoes, that sh*t gay YSL, they gone walk me through the back, better not play I'm in Prada, they keep yelling "Welcome back" like I'm Ma$e
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