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Better not hit me up lil bitch you know that I'm coming
5 Percent tint on my windows I'm pulling up late and I still got it jumping
I'm making more than your grandmama do know them
triple P loans really add up to nothing
Walk out of Saks blew a bag for a bag
Walk across the street get a bag for myself
Louis the leather, Margiela my shoes
Bitch I'm just playing the cards that I'm dealt

I got a question your bitch better answer
Teach her the lifestyle like I'm the professor
2 A.M locked in the stu making this
Don't care about no one who think of me lesser
That boy done running away from the opps
Thought it was easy no calling up Lester
VVS diamonds my finger got frostbite
You waste your time if you wanna go test em
Yeah Yeah, Who would've known
Back to back dates the gang selling out shows
Shut the fuck up if you don't like that shit and sit down
Lil bitch I did it on my own
I ain't pull up to the game unless I'm sitting down the first or the second lil row
Imma pull up with the gang, all the checks up when we touchdown Melrose

Better not hit me up lil bitch you know that I'm coming
5 Percent tint on my windows I'm pulling up late and I still got it jumping
I'm making more than your grandmama do know them
Triple P loans really add up to nothing
Walk out of Saks blew a bag for a bag
Walk across the street get a bag for myself
Louis the leather, Margiela my shoes
Bitch I'm just playing the cards that I'm dealt

Cards that I'm dealt
Oh yeah
Cards that I'm dealt
Card that I'm dealt

Better not hit me up lil bitch you know that I'm coming
5 Percent tint on my windows I'm pulling up late and I still got it jumping
I'm making more than your grandmama do know them
Triple P loans really add up to nothing
Walk out of Saks blew a bag for a bag
Walk across the street get a bag for myself
Louis the leather, Margiela my shoes
Bitch I'm just playing the cards that I'm dealt



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Writer(s): Mark Rubinshteyn
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