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Rose gold AP Two hundred plane I don't know what that is Youngster my shit bang My shit bossy My shit flooded Tell you something bout Them three big letters We getting money y'all Want a hundred now (bitch) We used to run shit down (yeah) Used to be half Bose Now it's two hundred pounds I fit hit the house with Benz and bling Ten thousand to a bitch If she seen my kiss Another tens to her friend Who been all on my dick If she ain't on her second Benz She don't know me at all Keeping it real with me They used to fuck with the dog How screaming Hell no this nigga they lost And if they don't wanted her I'm standing this tall To all my niggas on the year All this shit is for y'all Get here in a hurry Fake page be tripping They playing it dirty But I'm still fucking they bitches Lou I mention my nigga At the trap I went out dirty Bring me five thousand again I'm going for fifty All the fine bottles of spade I'm doing the pieces How you duck all them race I wasn't in the city I don't trust no bitch Yeah I don't trust how they rate me Whore shit But if I'm rich then nigga my whore rich And if I'm lit then nigga we both lit I don't trust no nigga Show you how to make A hundred thousand in four minutes I mix wives and gold diggers Doggy and cold niggas Used to fuck with your whole nigga (ain't got no nigga) I don't get no fuck Stars in a rolls truck around me for bucks She a good bitch how When I'm getting her a dollars Remember skit on the hour Remember fourteen job Yeah pussy I don't trust no hoe (no) You know me can get birds on the low (low) Rest in peace to shatter Lil put my dog on the floor (go) I was serving Fans Bitch em taught it was some blow (gang gang) You know ain't give no fuck That's why I come outside With my tool to talk (gat that nothing) I'm a lethal weapon Fuck with me Somebody come shoot you up Nigga sending shots I'm sending shots back at a dude to trust You got smoke with me I swear to God you don't even who to durr Wayne took my guys Did that, hurt my pride Ain't no need to jump off in my ride I'll been in your slide Only demon shit late night shit Creeping bombing plies Thieves been focus on them Fuck with me somebody gotta die Homicide we the guys ain't no stoping Till they free the guys Niggas ain't silent They turned they phones off Try to lead the guys Bro we ain't tripping You know me gang I'm sinning core side Send them lil pussies start dogging it Smoke weed and we all let it slide I bought her AP for my lil bitch took her out Pay for her ass and her titties But I don't dock her (no) Real made man You know mama made a hustler (mama raised a hustler) I was the one sitting work I've never been a custom (never been a custom) Play with me on sight I shoot you down ain't tryna test up He shoots with his ain't got shit to say I know they'll force her You know we'll kick you Out of the camp quick if you turn burst her Know I got no love for No mother fucker sucker