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Uh, YSL tag on my tee,
uh This t-shirt
Balenciaga, my feet My keys
No cap, I'm really
on fleek Yeah, yeah
No rap, I'm still on my Gs My Gs
I doubt you really a P, nigga
Bite on my swag
for a week For a week
You'll prolly get a bag
for the price of a feat'
Ayy, need me a karat A karat
Only way they gon' know
I'm established I'm established
Pass the phone to my bitch
for my caption And get dumped
Pass the phone to his clique
when he cappin' Ew, joke
That boy a goofy, loosies
Yeah, I'm still humble
but check out the bleu
cheese Cheese
Yeah, I wan' head
but I'm feelin' the coochie
Straight up
Yeah, they still hatin',
ain't a whole lot to it
I spеnt a whole lotta
bags on denim
Put pain on his versе,
I don't feel him Huh
Why he act like a bitch, huh
Talkin' 'bout opps,
ain't nobody tryna kill him
Double Lamb in the car,
I don't even wanna spin 'em
This a real banana clip,
I don't even wanna peel 'em
Came up with the drip,
I don't think I could
spill No, no, no, no
Pay twenty K for my face
in the buildin'
Walk in the spot with a,
ooh, pass me the boof
I'm with a boo,
promise this hoe keep
on touchin' my jewels
He got no money
and she want the money
So she gettin' horny right
off of the blues
I got it on me On me,
every link on my body
a trophy, nigga
You do not know me Hell nah
Better watch your bop,
lil' homie, she tryna
come to the streets
Uh, YSL tag on my tee,
uh This t-shirt
Balenciaga, my feet My keys
No cap, I'm really on fleek Fleek
No rap, I'm still on my Gs Gs
I doubt you really a P, nigga
Bite on my swag for a week
You'll prolly get a bag
for the price of a feat'
Ayy, bag for the price of a feat'
Mike Dimes big G,
seven Os on me Yeah, hold on
Fettucine, Mardi
Gras with a model
She bad but don't think
she a three I don't think
I be thumbin' thumbin',
thumbin', get to the green
Count a hunnid, hunnid,
hunnid, don't use machines
You be chasin' pussy
Don't comin' to me Huh
I be runnin' from it,
got too many on me Why
I got bags for sale,
go and crack the sale
Y'all be gassin' junky niggas
just 'cause they smack a bill
Promise they whack as hell,
I don't like none of these niggas
In the same as all of
these niggas Shut up
I don't even wanna
talk to these niggas No
I'ma sit in silence,
countin' my figures Yeah
Payin' bitches just
to be in they captions
No cap, no lie No lie,
I can't be with them guys Why
They be suckin' dick
so they get on their knees
No cap, no lie No lie,
I can't be with them guys Why
I charge a whole lick
for two-point-five
No cap, no lie,
I can't be with them guys Why
Know they all the same
with a whole lotta guys
No cap, no lie,
I can't be with them guys
Bitch nigga, I be fuckin' your wife
No cap, no lie
I got YSL tag on my tee
And Balenciaga, my feet
That's no cap,
I'm really on fleek
No rap, I'm still on my Gs
I doubt you really a P, nigga