Finna trade my hoes for a Tesla

Yeah the big stepper

813, I’m a DC repper

Fucking up the money like Brexit

No distractions, all finessing

Gotta bad stripper with the extras

Guns on exits

Clean face in the city, keep good credit

Hoes on debit

Kicking game till shit gone get Messi

Please don’t stress me

Lil' bitch

I be riding round the city on some

Trill shit

Open my mouth and I know Imma stunt

Apply the pressure I know what I want

Smoking on papers but I keep it blunt

**** talk crazy I’m gonna hol' up

You was talking it up, but I know you gon duck

I’ve been going thru thangs, please don’t look in my cup

Please don't look in my cup, don't look in my cup

Put your motherfucking hands up

Issa robbery

Put your motherfucking hands up

Issa robbery

If you don’t got your bands up

Please don’t talk to me

You was tryna prop your man’s up

But I’m who he tryna be

Probably popped your bitch and then I hit the helicopter, whoa whoa

This expensive dick I'm rocking Fenty boxers, whoa whoa

All these drugs I’m on I think I need a doctor, whoa whoa

Middle fingers up I know the feds is watching

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