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Dr. Martin
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Lil Gotit
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Stars in a coupe, I got a patek on my wrist I done start takin' X, and I been high ever since I shoulda started in a wrench, cause I been dressing round this bitch All the vibes with me like a step man, I'm professor in this bitch Yeah, 1942, It got a lose, Saint Laurent stones and prada shoe Hotbox, gotta hit em ooh Yeah, my bitch hotter than some soup Dollar sign for anything she do Heavy drinking cousin need a [?] Block 30 sweeping with the broom Dr Martin's walking on the moon And they [?], I could never go [?] Run it up, then I upgrade my benzal They hate in the street, got a key at the pedal Bumblebee hеad cake, yeah, black and yellow [?], tеaching these niggas to ball Spaceship, yeah, I don't know where to land Yeah, I'm too tired don't know where to fall Down on my dick, and didn't nobody call I gotta talk to em to work on the go Boy, it's still f*ck you and long live the pope I had to manifest, money got low Way that I pop you, you wouldn't know I was broke Thought he got it, took them hoes to the land I'mma get tucked in this bitch every chance Niggas don't like me, cause most of them fans (Top shelf) I'm a big brother so watch me play with bands She just want link with her boyfriend I just want link with my girlfriend She gave me head in a cullinan Double [?] I fixed up my team with some [?] I live this shit for a purpose [?] me, get your money Lotta millions [?] Stars in a coupe, I got a patek on my wrist I done start takin' X, and I been high ever since I shoulda started in a wrench, cause I been dressing round this bitch All the vibes with me like a step man, I'm professor in this bitch Yeah, 1942, It got a lose, Saint Laurent stones and prada shoe Hotbox, gotta hit em ooh Yeah, my bitch hotter than some soup Dollar sign for anything she do Heavy drinking cousin need a [?] Block 30 sweeping with the broom Dr Martin's walking on the moon Stick gon' fit and I'm walking Yeah [?] pop the beans like in Boston I'm tryna win I took too many losses R.I.P Vergil I was watching him golf I swim in that water jump out like a dolphin My mama wear [?] I'm wearing them [?] This shit independent, didn't come with an offer Aim for the millions, so no way I'm talking [?], I knew these niggas gon' tell I can't even look at them, they know they fell How the f*ck yall tryna sit on them players [?] beast outta jail L.A. My bible on stones (Free Thugger) [?] we don't talk on no phones (And Yak) And Houston shit got on no throne In New York we got pokes and [?] Till a hundred years we're headed home These bitches know what it is These niggas know what we on My money long like the Jones (Styling) 60k on my neck, yeah, my brother on ice (Long live Pope) One thing I know for sure, he proud, I'm living my life Stars in a coupe, I got a patek on my wrist I done start takin' X, and I been high ever since I shoulda started in a wrench, cause I been dressing round this bitch All the vibes with me like a step man, I'm professor in this bitch Yeah, 1942, It got a lose, Saint Laurent stones and prada shoe Hotbox, gotta hit em ooh Yeah, my bitch hotter than some soup Dollar sign for anything she do Heavy drinking cousin need a [?] Block 30 sweeping with the broom Dr Martin's walking on the moon
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