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Dem Niggas, yeah they know Dem Bitches, yeah they know Dem Niggas, yeah they know Dem Bitches, yeah they know Dem Niggas, yeah they know Dem Bitches, yeah they know Dem Niggas, yeah they know Dem Bitches, yeah they know Hop in the booth and press record My man locked up, got a Android All about money, call me Floyd Niggas my juniors, call me Roy Gallery pants on me, no Subis Pokémon diamonds I got rubies Just wanna rock, like I'm Uzi Get Fade to black, JAY Z, Boosie Fireplace smoke a blunt right in my living room Longway countin, blue M&Ms No I'm not gay, but I'm thumbin through Benjamin Percocet, she take it down like its vitamins So many trips, we gon trap out the Honda Niggas get jewelry, go broke, then they pawn it Lettuce, kale, bank, supermarket Porsche white, I call it garlic I need my jewelry and army I hope they get hit by a bus, I'm heartless I'm in a sports car, I did a donut Sheets and the funnel, I'm bout to roll up Embroidery, I got the game sewed up My bitch keep sweatin me, I gotta pour up Smokes to myself, bitch I'm a loner Stay in the cut, my diamonds keep cold Metric ton, I get the load 10 minutes is gone, Marino sold VV diamonds, white gold Marino gone, shop closed Like flour, make dough Outta high school, I went pro Dem Niggas, yeah they know Dem Bitches, yeah they know Dem Niggas, yeah they know Dem Bitches, yeah they know Dem Niggas, yeah they know Dem Bitches, yeah they know Dem Niggas, yeah they know Dem Bitches, yeah they know
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