Tonart: C minor•
Verse 1
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Monsta's gon' tear it up
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Feel me
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you know what I mean
Y'all thought this shit was over or somethin',
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you know what I mean, this shit ain't over nigga
Verse 2
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Chanel and Dolce Gabbana
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I bought that shit for my mama
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I stood right in front of your honor,
huh
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When I got home, ran up commas
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Ooh, Cartiers on look like Arthur, uh
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Bitch I'm your daddy, your father
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Who that be talkin' 'bout drama
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Bitch on my mama we gon
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I'm with Mango Foo hangin'
out of the roof
Chasin' the loot, nev
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er caught in the loop
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Sick with the flute, cook
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a brick in the booth
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In the Mulsanne and my seat
the masseuse
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Throw the bitch off of the back,
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She wanna fuck the whole group
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But I can't cuff her, no shackles on you
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We fuck and that's all that we do
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Bon ap petit, let's eat
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Ate a plate full of molly,
she geeked
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Hachoo, she sneezed
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Bitch on her knees off the skis
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When I fuck do not call
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me back please
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Diamonds all white like the priest
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Maison Margiella on sleeves
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I'm dressin' like I'm Japanese
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The doors was closed, I kicked it open
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I had the fire, it was cocked and loaded
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Stand in the kitchen with my eyes wide
Verse 3
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open
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Need a gas mask, it's too po tent
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Your ho like to fuck,
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The street that you walking on,
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we control it
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Quality Control this shit (control it)
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Quality Control your bitch
(control her)
You might wanna hold your dis
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'Cause nigga we folding shit
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Walk in the spot, so many straps
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Young nigga who pole is this?
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Now all the hot records I'm on it
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Young nigga y'all owe me this
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YRN, throwin' up QC
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We got trapstars and we
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nig ga free Meek (free Meek)
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Carats jumping off the chain,
3D (3D)
Whippin' up bricks in the
teepee (teepee)
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Atlanta Braves serve J's
Verse 4
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Superstar shawty, my newest
bitch super woke
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Pull out that ho, give
Bank account look like
Keep it lowkey but I'm hittin'
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Free my bro Nino from prison, yeah
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He hide the crack in the ceiling,
yeah
Quay bought a whip so I gotta
go get one too
We coppin' whips like it's none' to do
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Pour a four in a Sprite,
not no Mountain Dew
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We hit these hoes then we switch- a- roo
I done hit everything in the city
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Quay done hit everything in the city
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Take done hit everything in the city
Old fuck niggas hate me,
huh (fuck 'em)
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I got the kids on lock, huh
She eatin' kids on spot, huh
I parked the Yacht at the dock
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Got a new Glock, same color
parking lot (hoo)
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