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Yeah, yeah (damn) Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn Lil Uzi (That be Maaly Raw) Got no friends, um, next to me, enemies too close Raf Simons on my feet that's why I fucked your ho Middle fingers to my enemies, I stay in my glow And you know they gonna intervene, my niggas do the most Ballin', I'm just zonin', I'm just zonin' Gettin', all this money off recordin' (oh, yeah) Pourin', I keep pourin', I keep pourin' (oh, yeah) Know some little niggas that'll rock you for some Jordans Taking double G's in navy blue jeans like a carbon Oh, you wanna try me, walk around you with the carbon Once again I had your bitch, you don't believe me, now you stalking Now you see that shit, now your heart is so broken Now she all on me, had me lost in the moment Drinking Hennessy, don't get drunk, now I'm zonin' (now I'm zonin') All my bitch grade A, fuck with B's and some C's tho Number one that vroom, watch out for them Buick Regals Number one that vroom, watch out for them Grand Marquises In the hood, with my chains on, with my demons If you talk shit they will kill you, that's how I feel All the old folks see us run wild, call us heathens Balling like Kobe I never get cold All of this shit yeah I did on my own Talk to my momma she said to get grown Mama be quiet, gon' buy you a home I'm on a diet this pussy and dope I'm on a diet this pussy and dope I'm on a diet this pussy and dope Counting my money, I'm gettin' this dough Got no friends, um, next to me, enemies too close Raf Simons on my feet that's why I fucked your ho Middle fingers to my enemies, I stay in my glow And you know they gonna intervene, my niggas do the most Ballin', I'm just zonin', I'm just zonin' Gettin', all this money off recordin' (oh, yeah) Pourin', I keep pourin', I keep pourin' (oh, yeah) Know some little niggas that'll rock you for some Jordans I'm rocking Rick Owens, your bitch on my dick and that bitch she be hoeing Lil Uzi, I swear that I just be going Lil Uzi, I swear that I just be flowing Drinkin' that lean when I'm with my nigga Scheme I swear to god I just be pouring Move like a captain and we neva lackin' I swear to god that we stay up till the mornin' Niggas like my style, oh yeah, I know it Niggas bite my style, oh, I know it Jump in the 'Rari, and I'm gonna floor it Skitter the engine when that bitch be roarin' Wiz drove my foreign like when I was just tourin' Wiz drove my foreign like when I was just tourin' Collect all my calls and I ball like I'm Jordan I made a porno and your bitch was the star You a bitch nigga and you already know And my brother he be whippin;the stove All my niggas they grippin' the poles Number one rule, do not trip on no ho You can not get this shit right in the store You can not get this shit right in the store I'ma ball like I am Derrick Rose I be ballin' like I am Amber Rose Got no friends, um, next to me, enemies too close Raf Simons on my feet that's why I fucked your ho Middle fingers to my enemies, I stay in my glow And you know they gonna intervene, my niggas do the most Ballin', I'm just on it, I'm just on it Gettin', all this money off recordin' (oh, yeah) Pourin', I keep pourin', I keep pourin' (oh, yeah) Know some little niggas that'll rock you for some Jordans I be ballin' like, I took the position of the starter, I'm your father like collar Waiter, watchu doing? Why you waiting? (Fuck you doin'?) Bitches on my dick now, these niggas hatin' But they act, like they ain't out here hatin' When I be around, they participating Drive around in that new shit, like I'm racing I be dishin' all these bars Throwin' like I'm Peyton Why you always on my ho tho? When she up in Soho She look at you, even if she wasn't say she taken Never had this much money so a nigga pacin' (damn) Put my dick in her, now the thought leave her shakin' Ok good food, I'm tastin' Bitch you leave in the a.m. Smoke more than a damn Frenchman My girl like Sanaa Lathan Like I'm a legend in the making Fuck nigga get Nathan I'm flexin, finessin' You rockin' Giuseppe Your pockets ain't what I be rakin' Got no friends, um, next to me, enemies too close Raf Simons on my feet, that's why I fucked your ho Middle fingers to my enemies I stay in my glow And you know they gonna intervene my niggas do the most Ballin', I'm just zonin', I'm just zonin' Gettin', all this money off recordin' (oh, yeah) Pourin', I keep pourin', I keep pourin' (oh, yeah) Know some little niggas that'll rock you for some Jordans
Writer(s): Symere Woods, Maaly Raw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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