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I be switchin' hoes spendin' pros on new drip
Ridin' too deep with the load in the whip
Plus the pole in this bitch so I guess that means we 3 deep
Standin' on the couch in the club look like KD

She can get the bag cause her body perfect
Why you down bad and your pockets hurtin'
42 off the bowl I made it James Worthy
Eight in the standard like a Kobe jersey

30 in this clip so I'm ridin' with a warrior
Pull up to the trap nigga we don't do no shortage
40 on me now I ain't finna pay no mortgage
Changed out my bitch cause my last one got borin
Pickin' up back ends easy dub off touring
Feelin' like a star future brighter after stormin
Trill on them sites hit up Saks he important
Really in the field we ain't playin' no sports bitch

Glock 23 bitch I ball like LeBron James
Hit stick on me lil' nigga we ain't playin' games
Cops come we ain't sayin' names
SRT truck lil' nigga watch me switch lanes
600 bucks on a sweatshirt
Cop big ice like my neck hurt
Log in on the site check my net worth

All my niggas get paid got rackades
Bad bitch no waist treat her like a slave
Got Medusa on my face watchin' for the snakes
I ain't changin' my ways I be smackin' plays
I'm from Sin City bitch I ain't talkin' Vegas
Bad island bitch pussy wetter than vacation
She gon' suck the dick up till my balls vacant
Legs goin' numb cause I'm out here chasin' chaper
Nauseous off the Perks and the drink but I ain't eat though
I'm in South Beach with a wood and two freaky hoes

Bring it to your town ain't no fuckin' shortage
Walkin' in the bank and I'm leavin' with your mortgage
South Beach Collins Ave cruising in some Porsches
Bad bitch with me watch me drop the roof
We gon' shoot a movie we gon' shoot a spoof
Diamonds hittin' in the dark yours playin' peekaboo
We all got a bag so these hoes gon' pick and choose
Pop a Perk 10 take a sip now I'm switchin' moves
Trippin' with your shit I ain't switchin' crews
Big money shit yeah I'm switchin' roles
Saks fifth trips get a check spend some shit on clothes
New AMG and it's spacious
Designer kicks ain't got no laces
Had to say a prayer for a count I feel gracious
Excuse me I apologize for my lateness
But I wanna show the world this greatness
Yeah I pull up on his block with the quickness
Let off ten shots he get to runnin' the quickest
Purple in the Sprite purple tag on my britches
I might put a Percocet on your bitch tongue
Knew it was some money on my phone when that bitch run



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Writer(s): Scrilla Gu
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