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(Aha, is that Kory on the beat?) All these diamonds (Yeah, yeah) I woke up this morning and put on some pants (all that flee sh*t) And these Undercover jeans, they cost like two (B*t*h) When I hit that b*t*h I had her just like woohoo Man that's a playa b*t*h, you know she keep it cool No, I do not play with b*t*hes, I just keep it cool And I keep a snake with me, lil' b*t*h, you know he too bool When it comes to paper, b*t*h, you know I'm having beaucoup And I'm having so much drip, lil' b*t*h, I think I could fill up a pool And when it come to sticks, lil' baby, know we having multiple Brand new Rick, I can't wait to smoke in this Damn that boy a b*t*h, he get popped just like a zit Wait 'til I stack a couple hundred thousand just like bricks My favorite word to rhyme is thousand, 'cause that's all I f**king get We came from quarter pounds and ounces, n***a, now we f**king lit You think that I ain't blow some thousands, boy, you must be dumb as sh*t Think I ain't give your ho a money shower, how you lose your b*t*h And I keep racks in these Margiela trousers, I'm so f**king lit I come through b*t*h I pop my sh*t They ask how long we fly like this B*t*h I’m fly just like a pigeon Designer drugs, Designer sh*t Had to go get a bag, yeah I had to b*t*h When I was 15, I had two b*t*hes When I was 18 I touched six digits When slime was 16 he had two pistols (yeah) Now we living different Why this band feel like a penny? Man I swear I hate you n***as Feel like Satan out to get me I like Number Nine and Rick, lil b*t*h I don’t f**k with Giuseppe It’s your conglomerate, you know that we all wealthy Dior on my pants and on my shoes And I’m smoking zaza what I do I can’t f**k that b*t*h, cause she a swoop And my blood n***a pull up just like woo And these Undercover jeans, they cost like two When I hit that b*t*h I had her just like woohoo Man that's a playa b*t*h, you know she keep it cool No, I do not play with b*t*hes, I just keep it cool And I keep a snake with me, lil' b*t*h, you know he too bool When it comes to paper, b*t*h, you know I'm having beaucoup And I'm having so much drip, lil' b*t*h, I think I could fill up a pool And when it come to sticks, lil' baby, know we having multiple Brand new Rick, I can't wait to smoke in this Damn that boy a b*t*h, he get popped just like a zit Wait 'til I stack a couple hundred thousand just like bricks My favorite word to rhyme is thousand, 'cause that's all I f**king get We came from quarter pounds and ounces, n***a, now we f**king lit You think that I ain't blow some thousands, boy, you must be dumb as sh*t Think I ain't give your ho a money shower, how you lose your b*t*h And I keep racks in these Margiela trousers, I'm so f**king lit Yeah Brand new Rick Smoke in this
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