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All these foreigns automatic

They know where we come

From now they see us livin' lavish

And I done fell in love

With all this money I wan' marry it

My n***as in the feds they

Almost had it they was grabbin' it

Fresher than a manneq'

All this money make you panic

She don't wanna lose her soul

All for these racks she let me have it

I bring them cars out n***a

I made it straight up out them trenches

Ever since go all out winnin'

Vvs's in all our pendants

I gave shawty chanel filled with benjis

I ain't know she'll ball out and spend it

When I see it no waitin' I'm divin' in it

If you want you got it don't do thе lendin'

In the back the 'bach with the richest linen

I got fifty nothin' less stickin' out the glizzy

Got the latest goyard with them bodies in it

From the front of the yard I could dot

From the top of the bleed I could spot

You know that I'm on you know that I'm holdin'

Ain't no way and if you play I'ma pop

I ain't doin' no time forever I'm chosen

Quit throwin' them b's with a hundred pistols

But quando my n***a forever we rollin'

I'm twenty right now been inside the system

I done ran it way up n***a I'm fully loaded

B***h I pull up n***a

Fresher than a manneq' oh oh oh

All this money make you panic oh oh oh

She don't wanna lose her soul

All for these racks

She let me have it

All these foreigns automatic 'matic

They know where we come f

Rom now they see us livin' lavish

And I done fell in love with all

This money I wan' marry it

My n***as in the feds

They almost had it they was grabbin' it

Money automatic racks I gotta have it racks

Talk about the cash I'm a f**kin' addict

And your b***h on my dick she a dick

She flexible just might be acrobatic

I'ma ball out with it ball out

Don't need the rubber

She comin' with it comin' with it

She a freakyass b***h let three hit

Pull up in the lamb' that's three fifty

All these foreigns in my

Yard she gon' f**k me in the car

'Cause she know that I'm a star

Kill the p***y I'ma stab it

See the money gotta grab it

You do too much hatin' that's a bad habit

Fresher than a manneq'

Oh oh oh

All this money make you panic

Oh oh oh

She don't wanna lose her soul

All for these racks

She let me have it

All these foreigns automatic

They know where we come

From now they see us livin' lavish

And I done fell in love

With all this money I wan' marry it

My n***as in the feds

They almost had it they was grabbin' it

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