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My weed is from Cali I don't think they know, but they notice, ugh Step in Adidas like soldiers If you got cameras, keep 'em in focus, yeah Gold in my mouth and it's real, ha Shut up Lil boy cause I'm here, ha Smile make your bitch disappear She rubbing my cum with her tears Uh, keeping it fresh like it's baking soda Stay hi to the cities, I'm flying over Impressive ain't even the word, I'm The boss in this shit, and you taking orders Yeah, roll with my dogs, we got flavor, we winning Smoking on doja, I play with her kitty Who do it better, he lyin', you trippin' Bitches look pretty and ride in my beater People praise the things he say Cut up so much, I should be my own DJ Ride through L.A. like a race, first place Smoke enough to make new clouds in space This shit is too easy, I know they can't eat me I cut through it all, I don't want to be greedy Seeing new states, juicy fruit plates, shots of D'ussé Naked models in my room, and I just woke up too Backwoods and Balmains Hennessy and Rosé Good green and drank, yeah, make a bitch go crazy, ay Putting on, and yeah the world know We been going cross the damn globe Couple bands for the clothes I'm wearing Black diamonds and fine dining Mike hit 'em with the old school We rolling up zips of that doja Just look a Lil' closer, my cup runnin' over I'm spilling that purple, you know I ain't sober Your hoe coming with me, you know she a roller Bet she can't wait just to ride in that rover Backwoods and Balmain, nigga Join the campaign, nigga We smoking on octane, see my ring, looking like a glazed Ay, Gucci sips that lemonade We dripping sauce like fountain waters You ain't never seen the border Smelling like Italian odors Double G, like what it cost you? Pay the price to be the boss Pay that price to get that loft, backwood and Balmain nigga Backwood and Balmain Backwood and Balmain Backwoods and Balmains Hennessy and Rosé Good green and drank, yeah, make a bitch go crazy, ay
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