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Riding in a
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Riding in a foreign with a foreign like I'm O.T.
Tell my guy I got em', pass the rock
I score like Kobe
You can't get up in this spot with us if you don't know me
Lately I've been taking all these drugs, hope I don't O.D.

Can't come down, I'm floating
I can't trust you, show me
I've been showing my ass to these haters cause they nosey
Got the touch like Midas, turn everything to a trophy
Rolling up that fire, grab a blanket, make it cozy

I been up for 6 or 7 days, I don't get no sleep
Need more diamonds, water for my watch, we diving nose deep
Bad bitch on my side she gimme face, she don't get no D
On the grind, know I could never stop, they cannot hold me
"That nigga he do too much, gripping that 9 like a cobra clutch"
Run on him wrong then it's going up
Call it Cardi, if it's up, it's stuck
That little bitch wants love, I just want faces and face from her
My pockets could never weigh enough
Never thought I could be great enough

Riding in a foreign with a foreign like I'm O.T.
Tell my guy I got em', pass the rock
I score like Kobe
You can't get up in this spot with us if you don't know me
Lately I've been taking all these drugs, hope I don't O.D.
Riding in a foreign with a foreign like I'm O.T.
Tell my guy I got em', pass the rock
I score like Kobe
You can't get up in this spot with us if you don't know me
Lately I've been taking all these drugs, hope I don't O.D.



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Writer(s): Deandre Hunter
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