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Coupe with no top and it's army green
24k they platting me
Packing my bag like US
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I know this girl just want a piece me
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Tellin' my bitch I'm a god send
She say no cussing please
Fuck she thinking that's wrong of me
She ain't taking no drugs with me
Tell this little bitch get off of me
Tell her money is all I see
Coupe with no top and it's army green
24k they platting me
Packing my bag like US
Yeah
We some farmers
Yeah they fucking the clothes we got
And they foreigners
I know this girl just want a piece me
She can have all she want if she can handle me
Blue Asagai for the bag
Let's go
(Let's go)
To my pad
(To my pad)
Yous an ass
(Yous an ass)
You act silly
(You act silly)
You can all you want she from the city
Yeah I'm out on the town and I'm feeling like a made man
Looking at pockets like, looking like we making rent
Blinded by the billboard trying to sleep in the backseat
I don't know what's going on had to call me a taxi
We up
(We up)
Be honest
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Writer(s): Kenny Hilton
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