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Turn me up space
I just need my space right now

Fresh off the G5 jet I'm on my way to a brand new check
Time is money let me check the Rolex
I'm working out flexing hard bowflex
I'm tryna see which hoe fuck next bitch
I'm a dog woof woof no pet I like the ar
Drac and tec I get the check check check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check

I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check

I get the check I ain't talking about Nike
I ran it up I ain't talking about hiking
Copy you cat ass bitch quit biting
My wrist & neck is always fighting
Diamonds be hitting Roy Jones Mike Tyson
I ride the new Vette like no license
Every beat I get on pipe it
You bitch a hoe that girl wouldn't wife it
I get the racks like this every
I got a new bag it's str8 from the bay
Bails of gas look just like hay
I get the money real fast underlay
Your best bet to bet is to stay out my way
If it is a problem up the drac in your face

I got the sauce come and get you a taste
If you ain't talking bread get the fuck out my face

Fresh off the G5 jet I'm on my way to a brand new check
Time is money let me check the Rolex
I'm working out flexing hard bowflex
I'm tryna see which hoe fuck next bitch
I'm a dog woof woof no pet I like the ar
Drac and tec I get the check check check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check

I get the check check check
I get the check check check

Must have a check you want me in your club
Just for a show ima need me a dub
I turn em up when I walk in the club
Bad bitch gangsta they showing me love
I blew a check all this ice got me cold
Diamond my chain I'm too rich to rock ropes
Fn on me this bitch got a scope
Blow your ass down mane that boy ain't no joke
Check in my pockets bitch I got them racks yea yea big bank that's a big fact
I hit ya bitch from the back yeah I blew a check on that cat
Yeah then I pull off in that cat
Hell nah nigga this ain't no scat
I'm really having the motherfuckin' racks yeah brick on your head get you splat

Fresh off the G5 jet I'm on my way to a brand new check
Time is money let me check the Rolex
I'm working out flexing hard bowflex
I'm tryna see which hoe fuck next bitch
I'm a dog woof woof no pet I like the ar
Drac and tec I get the check check check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check
I get the check check check

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