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Fell asleep on the yacht (Damn, Trgc made that?) Pointers in the watch Called up Eliantte, said I need the baguettes to rock You be tripping, you be smoking the crack, you be smoking the rock Yeah, I been shipping it out for months, I been shipping the Za' Chane'-ne' on the tag of the bed, I figured it out I done leveled up, I put pointers in my ring I done leveled up, I'm at the store, I'm at Celine Your bitch be choosing behind your back, she said she wanted me 365 bands in a year Took the, took the C63 Benz, I'm outta here Busted a nut on her face, and some got in her hair Mix the X with the Perc', that's a perfect pair I be high, LV sunglass on my face, so they don't stare What's the point of getting high if you don't ever care? I'm with your thottie from the back, I'm in her derriere Boot up (woo) Boot up (woo) Choose up (woo) I got my shoe off (woo) On the top Her top the best, I told that bitch, "No, please don't stop" (yeah, keep going) I was out a year 'fore I signed a deal, I made a lot They be capping in they raps, they live a lie I had too many close calls, I almost died They ask me, "Why do you live like that?" Why would you ask me if I would split the bag You a cop to me bitch, yeah, a track Yeah, I'm richer than all of y'all and it's just a fact You and your baby mama, yeah, done went out sad You so scared the way you living, boy, you can't even step outside Yeah, all my diamonds flawless, all no SI And my twizzy down the way gon' get you spilled, boy, if you - Fell asleep on the yacht (Damn, Trgc made that?) Pointers in the watch Called up Eliantte, said I need the baguettes to rock You be tripping, you be smoking the crack, you be smoking the rock Yeah, I been shipping it out for months, I been shipping the Za' Chane'-ne' on the tag of the bed, I figured it out I done leveled up, I put pointers in my ring I done leveled up, I'm at the store, I'm at Celine Your bitch be choosing behind your back, she said she wanted me 365 bands in a year Took the, took the C63 Benz, I'm outta here Busted a nut on her face, and some got in her hair Mix the X with the Perc', that's a perfect pair I be high, LV sunglass on my face so they don't stare What's the point of getting high if you don't ever care? I'm with your thottie from the back, I'm in her derriere Boot up (woo) Boot up (woo) Choose up (woo) I got my shoe up (woo)
Writer(s): Noah Smith, Jamarrius Emondre Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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