| Worried bout a hater? |
| Not me
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| Turnt to the max, no sleep
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| Smoke a hundred joints to the face
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| Give a fuck what a bitch nigga say
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| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me
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| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me
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| Rollin', pockets swollen
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| Ridin' in it, like its stolen
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| Weeded, hella conceited
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| If it ain’t about money nigga I don’t need it
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| Got a hundred grand in my ashtray
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| Spend a hundred k on a bad day
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| And I’m tatted like a cholo
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| Nigga act crazy my dogs go loco
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| Kush got me movin' slo-mo
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| With my nigga Problem that’s my bro-bro
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| Came in through the back door
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| Ten mill this year on the low-low
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| And I’m still smokin' pre-rolleds
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| Cristal, done fucking with the Clicquot
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| And my bank full of zeros
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| Young Wizzle get fly like a hero
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| Worried bout a hater? |
| Not me
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| Turnt to the max, no sleep
|
| Smoke a hundred joints to the face
|
| Give a fuck what a bitch nigga say
|
| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me
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| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me
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| Rollin' through with them hoes like a donut
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| Sold more weed than you? |
| ever smoked up
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| Dick make her choke up, like a real?
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| Got me feeling like a mill, off a pill door locked
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| We ain’t lettin' all no more bros in
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| But fo' sho' we’ll let y’all hoes in
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| Cause when we pullin' money out they be lovin' it
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| Give her dick 'fore I give a bitch my government
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| Just ate, I got eight more
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| Super duper high, eighty-eighth floor
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| Unzip this, that’s eight more
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| Fuck a pussy and fuck rhyming
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| We gon' live forever, fuck dying
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| Get it 'til I drop, fuck tryin'
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| Pedal to the metal, we flyin'
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| In the fast lane, yellin' Diamond
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| Worried bout a hater? |
| Not me
|
| Turnt to the max, no sleep
|
| Smoke a hundred joints to the face
|
| Give a fuck what a bitch nigga say
|
| Everything about me (bout me)
|
| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me
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| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me
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| Everything about me
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| Young wild nigga, mouth full of gold teeth
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| Treatin' like a swap meet
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| Going crazy on a bitch until she knock-kneed
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| I’m in a hella fast whip going top speed
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| Make a mess in that pussy and then she mop clean
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| I drop racks and she drops jeans
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| Smoke green as I lean, top dropping
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| Nigga I am all about a buck falling out a truck
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| Prolly with some hoes that I just met and yeah, they all gon' fuck
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| Got her man callin' up her homies, blowin' all em up
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| Tryna figure out which his girl is, she probably toasted
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| Like a champagne glass
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| So much money that ain’t a damn thing sad
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| Do my damn thing in my campaign add
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| Let’s get straight to it, don’t let a damn thing pass
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| Nigga what?
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| Worried bout a hater? |
| Not me
|
| Turnt to the max, no sleep
|
| Smoke a hundred joints to the face
|
| Give a fuck what a bitch nigga say
|
| Everything about me (bout me)
|
| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me
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| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me (bout me)
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| Everything about me |