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Tsk, tsk (Ooh, sav killed it)

Ghetto Boyz shit

MCD, wavy gang, iced up records shit

Yeah, yeah

Millionaires, yeah

Really mean that shit yeah

I got rich on a accident

N**a, I hit your b**h on a accident

Snuck a four-nickel in the club, who you scrapping with?

Two hundred K in all twenties look immaculate

Had to leave the scene for two years, now I'm back again

Yeah, did you miss me, ho?

White tee on, Nike joggers, I'm crispy, though

Had to tell my b**h to quit calling, I'm with my ho

Yeah, I like bad bitches only

Paid fifty for it and I ain't set the time on the Rollie

Ten years ago I had a box Chevy, me and Soda

Fast forward, now I'm sliding up the mall in a Rover

Drop a eight in a twenty-four, call it Kobe

I'll drop your pussy-ass broad day, you run up on me

Had to bring my niggas with me to the top 'cause it's lonely

F**k nah, we don't got the same watch 'cause mines ain't phony

Last spot I hit was Golden Sun with the safe on me

New bust down rose gold Patek cost eight Rollies

I just sent a b**h to MiamI for a makeover

B**h, it's Ghetto Boyz E-N-T, we finna take over

I got real pape coming in, I gotta stay focused

Brodie owe me a body, n**a, I ain't gotta pay for it

Baby say she want a new Chanel, told her wait for it

Better run that shit on somebody else, b**h, I ain't going

Diamond link cost fifty and you ain't know it

The shit I'm rocking out your tax bracket, you a lil' boy

Better take your hands out your pocket, I'm a lil' noided

Catch a body, take the shit to trial, I got a good lawyer

GuccI loafs on with the slacks, tryna look cordial

Thirty K in twenties in my pants, made it this morning

I get money sitting on my ass, b**h, I been doing it

I ain't finna beef on Instagram, man, that shit corny

Wanna run you up some pape, n**a?

Hang with me

Just made a hundred K, shit, I'm buying me a chain this week

I don't talk down on niggas, that's lame to me

They caught you with a brick, how you out?

That's strange to me

You can take me out the hood, that ain't changing me

Thirty pointers in my new link, it's the chain for me

Fell in love with the Hi-Tech, it's the drank for me

Man, niggas ain't tryna get rich, stay away from me