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Diamonds on me sick I know my wrist look disgusting
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Money longer These niggas madder
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I'm stacking that money I get it n spend like nothing
I'm sipping that Wok the lean U sipping on tussin
These niggas ain't talking bout 100s End of discussion
These bitches ain't good for shit But cooking n fucking
Ain't hearing u when u talk I'm loud pack puffing
I came up from nothing a young nigga something
Ain't chasing the fame The road to the riches I'm running
Ain't changing my lane Yu know I'm staying on it
I let it sit in my brain Yu let it sit in your stomach
Got bitches giving me brain I barely even want it
All these bitches running game n u bought it
I can't give away this pain for no budget
I cud get the baddest bitch out her jeans I'm so McLovin
U hit the lottery If I put one in your oven
Diamonds on me sick I know my wrist look disgusting
Keep the money on my mind All I'm trusting
All day n all night That ain't no bluffing
Y'all cud hate if y'all like Ima just love it
All day n all night That aint no bluffing
Y'all cud hate if y'alllike Ima just love it
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I got racks up Packs up
I got gats tucked Up in fashion
Bitch I'm back up what's happening
All you broke hoes need back up
Big bankrolls a nigga back up
Sticks and poles if he act up
Money longer These niggas madder
Fuck a nigga bitch With her ass up
Fuck a nigga bitch With my cash up
I'm eating got the riches on a platter
I'm litt right now I'm on Saturn
A drip can't drown It dnt add up
I'm rolling it up when I want Ima roll up in public
U run up on me Like u want it I promise I'm bussin
I'm flexing finnessing No frontin I pull up I'm stunting
I catch me a nap on a flight I'm in a new country
You thought I not get it like this You stupid or something
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I still got hitters in field They gon be rushing
All day n all night That ain't no bluffing
Y'all cud hate if y'all like Ima just love it
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Y'all cud hate if y'all like Ima just love it
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Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Francis Raymond, Trone Glaston Mason Jr.
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