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(Damn, Trgc made that?) (Goddamn, Trgc) My shoes dirty as hell, they Off-White Dropped that twenty in Chanel, shit was too slight (Chanelly) Bitch I pay my own bail, I can't get one night I bought a Jeep and I crashed it I shoulda woke up in hell Pull up on that bitch and I smashed it After I nutted, I left the hotel I never needed this rap shit, I do this get money shit, yeah, for real I don't think about cracking a seal Yeah, all my Perkiеs is real I don't еven know if it's real Bitch, I ain't signing no deal I'm on these drugs, I don't know how to feel I got that money, for real Bitch, I walk around with that blicky out Bitch, Ima take down them pills I took the X, I be getting them chills I was thinking 'bout stopping these pills I don't even need no clout, shooters lookin' for your mama house Finna rob that lame nigga now I'ma need like fifty thou' Crib in the hills with the view of Ella Fuckin' on yo sister Then I'm finna hit her friends up I just left Bottega My bitch don't need makeup Link with her my kids ate up Hermès on, this H face up Heard his kid got some pressure His new bed is a stretcher Got this beat from Trgc, and I killed it like Adolf I swear all y'all capping, that's the reason I hate y'all I don't need no body wave, why the fuck would I pay y'all? All these bitches gettin' slayed They pull up to donate mouth Ain't no way that I would change, I get too much money now (Damn, Trgc made that?) My shoes dirty as hell, they Off-White Dropped that twenty in Chanel, shit was too slight (Chanelly) Bitch I pay my own bail, can't get one night I bought a Jeep and I crashed it I shoulda woke up in hell Pull up on that bitch and I smashed it After I nutted, I left the hotel I never needed this rap shit, I do this get money shit, yeah, for real I don't think about cracking a seal Yeah, all my Perkies is real I don't even know if it's real Bitch, I ain't signing no deal I'm on these drugs, I don't know how to feel I got that money, for real Bitch, I walk around with that blicky out Bitch, Ima take down them bills I took the X, I be getting them chills I was thinking 'bout stopping these pills (Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)
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