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Here On In
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Young Dro
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(808 Mafia) F**k that Dolo sh*t Rolling piff Floating in Smoking in Some sh*t they can't afford, but once they try shut the door on him From here on in We don't f**k with them Phantoms and Cullinan Them Ghosts for younger men OG all Rollies Half a million get you two umbrellas and a set of keys But first, you must unlock your dreams Allow yourself to imagine living with hella cheese Skyscrapers, they built with G's Like how the snow reshaped Miami skyline without the skis Without the freeze Sh*t was hot though, yes, indeed My cellphone look like a brick B*t*h, this 'Vette from 1986 Your old lady'll trip, we'll leave it at that Act like she don't exist, but she'll meet me out back SUV Maybach, I'm watching When Mars Attack Ralph Lauren garments matching with my Starburst pack To the big homie Young Dro, I tip my hat Yeah, drop top, Snapple juice, pink watch, pink socks, pink Versace Fruit loop, two-door coupe, super shoot it on the side, bodies dropping Goyard, hundred grand in the bag, b*t*h bad, paid the Jag' Ralph Lauren mascot, apricot, Polo down, peep the swag Pull up beatin' this sh*t like a rock band Tony Montana, I'm not playing She wanna stay, but she not staying They want a check, but I'm not paying You got a Glock, but you not spraying Keep it one thousand, you not grand I snatch a bank out my opp hand The Hellcat white, but the 'Bach tan I be jumpin' in the Trackhawk I be tearin' up the asphalt F**k hearin' what a b*t*h said, I can only hear the cash talk Hella guns like Rambo Fishtailin' in the Lambo' Really trappin' out the bando Buyin' art, this a Van Gogh And I got what your b*t*h need Selling bricks off a ten-speed And your broad give me long head, thought the b*t*h had six knees Crank the trap up, sixty P's All white girls, sixty B's All blues in the neighborhood, got me rollin' this 60 weed I'm killin' 'em certainly Cartier vision, I'm dealing with currency You n***as are irkin' me I'm sippin' on Wock' and I'm doin' it purplely Sniper, don't mean he have to shoot Cutla** hearse look like Snapple juice In that Maybach truck, got TV's in it, still watching Oprah, now that's a fool Dro Haha You know how we get down, bro No cap Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dolo sh*t Rolling piff Floating in Smoking in Some sh*t they can't afford, but once they try shut the door on him From here on in We don't f**k with them Phantoms and Cullinan Them Ghosts for younger men OG all Rollies Half a million get you two umbrellas and a set of keys But first, you must unlock your dreams Allow yourself to imagine living with hella cheese Skyscrapers, they built with G's (808)
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