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Mario Oh Lord, Jetson made another one I put this drip together, just like a rockstar Don't know 'bout red light, we smash up cop cars I talk 'bout money, niggas talk cheap How the hell you spent 50 bands in a week? I'm shoppin' Rodeo, start rappin', it pays more I smoke the best, exotic fresh off the tree Got VVS, this water by G It fit my wrist, a new Patek Phillipe Ah, brand new coupe, I drop the top (Hood Baby) Only 19 and I never had a job (it's crazy) No disrespectin', yeah, I get her wetter by tomorrow (on God) I'm on a jet, I got a clear view (let's go) She want Chanel, not Jimmy Choo (Cha-nay-nay) She think I'm from the avenue (oh no) Ran up them racks, got revenue (racks) Lil' bitch, fuck you I didn't flood my wrist for you Shoot shit up 'bout all my bros (Audemars) She thought I was thinkin' the way I stuffed it (Audemars) I'm gettin' racks now, they let us through, no pat-down My brother let me on the 'Gram and I fumbled, I'm back now She wanna fuck on Gotit (Gotit) She tryna fuck my posse (Lil Gotit) Her body of a goddess (slatt) You gone forever, I know, yeah, yeah (it's crazy) Yeah, yeah (It's crazy, but it's true) I put this drip together, just like a rockstar Don't know 'bout red light, we smash up cop cars I talk 'bout money, niggas talk cheap How the hell you spent 50 bands in a week? I'm shoppin' Rodeo, start rappin', it pays more (let's go) I smoke the best, exotic fresh off the tree (I smoke the best) Got VVS, this water by G (got VVS) It fit my wrist, a new Patek Phillipe (VVS) Ah, brand new coupe, I drop the top (woo) Yeah (Keed talk to 'em) I drop that motherfuckin' top, uh (ayy) I cop the new drop, uh (shit) Had the ho screamin' to stop, uh (let's go) Yeah (woo) These bands on me, they tryna pull a heist Yeah, yeah (say what) Like a Harley, she just wanna ride it Girl, jump in my car Versace came black like tar (no cap) Yeah, got so much pull, she fucked my engineer (ah) Yeah, when I'm in the building, they givin' all eyes, all ears (shit) Yeah, put Off-White jeans on her fuckin' rear (Off-White, Off-White) Shit, her pussy appears and my face appears (shit) Yeah, stack it up, go get me some veneers (cheese) Shit, shit, they white for real (cheese) Yeah, gon' stay white for years (woo) I put this drip together, just like a rockstar Don't know 'bout red light, we smash up cop cars I talk 'bout money, niggas talk cheap How the hell you spent 50 bands in a week? I'm shoppin' Rodeo, start rappin', it pays more I smoke the best, exotic fresh off the tree Got VVS, this water by G It fit my wrist, a new Patek Phillipe Ah, brand new coupe, I drop the top
Writer(s): Jonathan Demario Priester, Tahj Morgan, Semaja Zair Render, Lil Keed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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