| All these racks, in my pockets
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| Told that pussy nigga stop it (Yeah)
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| If I like it, I’ma cop it
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| Louis V, on my body
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| I got your bitch, on the molly
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| Shaking ass, she hella sloppy
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| Laughing to the bank, while I’m on the phone with my accountant
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| I don’t like to talk much (Shh), yeah so I don’t say nothing
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| Remember I was broke, now I’m rich, it ain’t really nothing
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| They wanna see me dead, yeah, but they ain’t stopping nothing
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| I’m aiming for the head, yeah, no not at the stomach
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| Yeah, yeah yeah, how these niggas coming
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| I got bitches shaking ass, yeah, and I’m throwing hundreds
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| And I’m off a Xan, yeah, I can feel it in my stomach
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| Racks on me now, yeah, I had nothing, I came up from nothing
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| You can feel my energy, I don’t got to say nothing
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| You ain’t getting nothing from me
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| You ain’t do nothing for me
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| You ain’t taking nothing from me
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| Swear these niggas hella funny
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| And if I pull it out bitch, then I’m bussin'
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| They don’t want smoke bitch, you know how I’m coming
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| All these racks, in my pockets
|
| Told that pussy nigga stop it (Yeah)
|
| If I like it, I’ma cop it
|
| Louis V, on my body
|
| I got your bitch, on the molly
|
| Shaking ass, she hella sloppy
|
| Laughing to the bank, while I’m on the phone with my accountant
|
| Yeah, yeah yeah, how these niggas coming
|
| I got bitches shaking ass, yeah, and I’m throwing hundreds
|
| And I’m off a Xan, yeah, I can feel it in my stomach
|
| Racks on me now, yeah, I had nothing, I came up from nothing
|
| You can feel my energy, I don’t got to say nothing
|
| All these racks, in my pocket
|
| Told that pussy nigga stop it (Yeah)
|
| If I like it, I’ma cop it
|
| Louis V, on my body
|
| I got your bitch, on the molly
|
| Shaking ass, she hella sloppy
|
| Laughing to the bank, while I’m on the phone with my accountant
|
| I don’t like to talk much (Shh), yeah so I don’t say nothing
|
| Remember I was broke, now I’m rich, it ain’t really nothing
|
| They wanna see me dead, yeah, but they ain’t stopping nothing
|
| I’m aiming for the head, yeah, no not at the stomach |