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All of these young niggas killin' each other

They tryna just gain clout

How you gon' lie, just say that I said that

The fuck is you talkin' about?

I had the dick inside of her mouth and I still had the chopper out

I put the bitch inside of a Range, the way she suckin' my cock

I take a hundred racks right out of the bank

And put on your tabletop

I got the crop Chanel bag, I'm 'bout to go fuck up the block

Hop in out the Porsche and hopped out the Jag'

And check her like Jack in the Box

I put Chanel, the lil' bitty bags all over all of the dots

Maybach came with the torch and the hatchback

Rain man, spray his ass back nigga, blat, blat

My bitches got credentials and green eyes like a black cat

Your bitch is almost fat, better stop playin' 'fore you get whacked

Money got me shittin' like a laxative

No comparing I ran up the racks

All of my bitches are boujee and bad

My money was long as his 'lac

I told the bitch it wasn't my kid, I need a paternity

Pull up to your block and taking your cookie, call me Bernie

Got the red interior, red shoes and red Jeep

Got a bad bitch, don't play the radio, Greg Street

Dead meat, you're just a dead breed

Red meat, eat it like a deadbeat

I pop a wheelie, I fuck on a bitch like I'm banshee

Bought a Rolls Royce and then I smokin' on Wendy

I put the bitch on her back and I beat it like Hercules

How the fuck you let these rat niggas go get them some cheese?

I had to send the car comin', I took off and ran with the keys

I put some diamonds on her toe, yeah they dancin', Chris Breezy

I go to Fendi and I got to [?], she comin' from Greece

I don't believe her, I think she Belize or from Middle East

All of these young niggas killin' each other

They tryna just gain clout

How you gon' lie, just say that I said that

The fuck is you talkin' about?

I had the dick inside of her mouth and I still had the chopper out

I put the bitch inside of a Range, the way she suckin' my cock

I take a hundred racks right out of the bank

And put on your tabletop

I got the crop Chanel bag, I'm 'bout to go fuck up the block

Hop in out the Porsche and hopped out the Jag'

And check her like Jack in the Box

I put Chanel, the lil' bitty bags all over all of the dots