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Kid Wond3r, you made this beat? Damn Gang New whip, new chain, new wrist No Hooks, bitch, you know how I'm rockin', nigga Hahaha, aye New whip, new shoes, new chain, new wrist New Russian AK with a very long clip Old money, dead mans, got my pockets on stiff Foreign shit, nitro got my engine on drift Bust down left wrist, Rolex, boss shit New car, luxury, Maybach, Ross shit Left foot, right foot, I kick him up and cross him SRT, high speed, where he at? I lost him I'm fresh like some fabulo, baby, I'm awesome A nigga run off with my shit, it's gon' cost him No stress, hitman, hunt him down, off him No vest, dumb ass, get put in a coffin Four leaf clover, money green, Boston Balmain, blue jeans, you tryna take them off me You drink soda and I sell soda You got shooters and I got soldiers I hit the club, go straight to the back like Rosa I got my Louis loafers all on the sofa When you in that field, keep a eye over your shoulder She got me aroused when she bent that thing over Bowleg, thick bitch, redbone, lipstick Ain't no sense in robbin' you if I ain't gon' get shit When I see my target, I bet I ain't gon' miss shit Paint job, ice cream, white sheets, breath mint SK, HK, bullets like fish sticks Penthouse, balcony, marble floors, rich shit Blue cheese, disease, diagnose, sick shit One gear, two gear, three gear, stick shift This a young street nigga party, how'd you get here? Come in here and you'll be sorry, split your shit here I got sniper mans on the roof like a reindeer Fuck a vest, you gon' need some Teflon head gear NASCAR, hot rides, burnout, donuts Lambo, suicide, butterfly doors up Put your head down and pull your close up If you broke, better pick a pole up North side, west side, south side, east side Come on the west side, you'll get deep fried These here Balmains, you rock Levi's I got on Gucci shoes, you rock Filas So many hoes here, I can't decide She keep callin', she ain't get an answer or a reply Bitch, I'm always grindin', iIain't got no free time Don't call my phone if it ain't 'bout no money, I decline Gang
Writer(s): Willie James Akins, Anthony Beecham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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