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Haha, yeah
Haha (Oh yeah, yeah)
All this motherfuckin' ice on me, nigga (Oh yeah)
Ice on my chest like I got heartburn or somethin', ha (Fred, sou, woo)
Ride this motherfucker, yeah
Shop with me, get what he want, hand him a bag like this the store (Yeah)
Got it off and ran it up, I told that bitch come get some more (More)
If I told you it was free, it come from me, that shit a joke (Haha)
Ran from 12 with all this jewelry, caught my ass 'cause this shit glow (Yeah)
Please explain where in the fuck is you gon' go, I got this scope (Bah)
Haha (Oh yeah, yeah)
All this motherfuckin' ice on me, nigga (Oh yeah)
Ice on my chest like I got heartburn or somethin', ha (Fred, sou, woo)
Ride this motherfucker, yeah
Shop with me, get what he want, hand him a bag like this the store (Yeah)
Got it off and ran it up, I told that bitch come get some more (More)
If I told you it was free, it come from me, that shit a joke (Haha)
Ran from 12 with all this jewelry, caught my ass 'cause this shit glow (Yeah)
Please explain where in the fuck is you gon' go, I got this scope (Bah)
They call happy than a bitch, they see that package hit they door (Yeah)
Corporation international, baby, just like Pepsi, Coke (Come on)
Stayin' hard, everybody lookin' up to me like I'm the Pope (Yeah)
Your bitch call my phone mad, like, "Look, dad, I'm ready to go" (Haha)
Mr. Louis, Fendi, say I clean up good like I make soap (Ooh)
I ain't fake, none of these niggas (Ayy), bitch, my back ain't 'gainst the ropes (Nah)
Youngins ready get on your ass, I'm textin' one word and that's, "Go"
Go, go, go, go, go (Haha, Lord), go, go, go (Yeah)
Was talkin' crazy than a bitch 'til he got to lookin' down that pole (Pole)
Corporation international, baby, just like Pepsi, Coke (Come on)
Stayin' hard, everybody lookin' up to me like I'm the Pope (Yeah)
Your bitch call my phone mad, like, "Look, dad, I'm ready to go" (Haha)
Mr. Louis, Fendi, say I clean up good like I make soap (Ooh)
I ain't fake, none of these niggas (Ayy), bitch, my back ain't 'gainst the ropes (Nah)
Youngins ready get on your ass, I'm textin' one word and that's, "Go"
Go, go, go, go, go (Haha, Lord), go, go, go (Yeah)
Was talkin' crazy than a bitch 'til he got to lookin' down that pole (Pole)
Keep these niggas out your mix 'cause mine'll come, kick down that loaf (For real)
Roaches crawlin' all out the oven, boy, it's bricks inside that stove (On God, ha)
Big old kid in a Maybach, bad-ass ripper runnin' 'cross the rope (Yeah)
I flew baby to Jamaica, but I'm too busy, I ain't go (No)
Snatchin' shit all off the wall (Haha), shoppin', throwin' shit on the floor (It is)
Let daddy inside that bank account and watch how that bitch grow (Yeah)
Shop with me, get what he want, hand him a bag like this the store (Yeah)
Got it off and ran it up, I told that bitch come get some more (More)
If I told you it was free, it come from me, that shit a joke (Haha)
Roaches crawlin' all out the oven, boy, it's bricks inside that stove (On God, ha)
Big old kid in a Maybach, bad-ass ripper runnin' 'cross the rope (Yeah)
I flew baby to Jamaica, but I'm too busy, I ain't go (No)
Snatchin' shit all off the wall (Haha), shoppin', throwin' shit on the floor (It is)
Let daddy inside that bank account and watch how that bitch grow (Yeah)
Shop with me, get what he want, hand him a bag like this the store (Yeah)
Got it off and ran it up, I told that bitch come get some more (More)
If I told you it was free, it come from me, that shit a joke (Haha)
Ran from 12 with all this jewelry, caught my ass 'cause this shit glow (Yeah)
Please explain where in the fuck is you gon' go, I got this scope (Bah)
They call happy than a bitch, they see that package hit they door (Yeah)
Corporation international, baby, just like Pepsi, Coke (Come on)
Stayin' hard, everybody lookin' up to me like I'm the Pope (Haha)
Yeah, yeah
Haha, yeah
Please explain where in the fuck is you gon' go, I got this scope (Bah)
They call happy than a bitch, they see that package hit they door (Yeah)
Corporation international, baby, just like Pepsi, Coke (Come on)
Stayin' hard, everybody lookin' up to me like I'm the Pope (Haha)
Yeah, yeah
Haha, yeah
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