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Aye, aye Aye, aye Look Babygirl love my bop and I'm like "Me too" No roof on my top, and my babe see through Hatin' on the?, don't stop shit, ain't gon' feed you I been all on my grind, so why I need you? Babygirl love my bop and I'm like "Me too" No roof on my top, and my babe see through Hatin' on the?, don't stop shit, ain't gon' feed you I been all on my grind, so why I need you? Big flex, might swole her Double cup and I'm poled up Niggas hatin' like "Hol' up" What's the problem, I'm poled up Big flex, might swole her Hard 'bout it, they fold up Shawty say I done glowed up Double text' on my phone, I Fuck with your boy, I'm the man of the year I'm not a fan of your peers (No way) Serve 'em with fate, I'm gonna hand them the shears Hе not the man he appears (No way) Hеart of a lion, I'm trampling fears I look the man in the mirror (Dear fate) Crowd me a river to stand in the tears You 'bout to stand in the clear (Keep it) I'm going crazy, niggas'? How are they ever gon' fuck with the kid? Put it on baby, you do not faze me Boy I do not give a fuck what you did Eating that kitty, she stuntin' my rear (Yup) How can I tust? fucking with the pigs? (Bro?) Bro got a Glock and a couple of seeds He think about splitting a couple of weeks (Brr) Shawty my DNA all real nigga Sweatsuit all Hilfiger And I ain't even gotta deal with you If I ain't never split a bill with you I got Hennesey and? (Aha) Babygirl wearing Nada (Yeah) Ass growing from a cider (Aha) Bathrobe in this Prada (Facts) Fiji water by the cold glass (Yup) Granddaddy 'boutta zip lock Flex season, I'm road runnin' I'm stayin' all in my tip-top (Firr) Young man with the old minds So I ain't worryin' 'bout slight shit I be up 'till sunrise I'm staying out on my night shift I got a bottle of bourbon, a bundle of hunnads I'm jiggy, I'm flexin' a bit, figured I'd hit it and quit it I'm busy, I ain't got the minutes for textin' that bitch Came from the gutter with me and my brother I'm moving my mother right out of the city Bitch, I'm a star and they know I go hard So I'm kissin' them babies and signing them titties Go blingin' like Chingo (Ey) Rockstar like Ringo (Ey) Checks coming in, back to back I'ma line them up like Bingo (Chi-ching) Oh, I think that they like me (Yup) They be all on my wood tip Not a stain on my white tee I'm poppin' all of this good shit Big flex, might swole her Double cup and I'm poled up Niggas hatin' like "Hol' up" What's the problem, I'm poled up Big flex, might swole her Hard 'bout it, they fold up Shawty say I done glowed up Double text' on my phone, I Babygirl love my bop and I'm like "Me too" No roof on my top, and my babe see through Hatin' on the?, don't stop shit, ain't gon' feed you I been all on my grind, so why I need you? Babygirl love my bop and I'm like "Me too" No roof on my top, and my babe see through Hatin' on the?, don't stop shit, ain't gon' feed you I been all on my grind, so why I need you?