[Intro]
Baby Money, you know what I'm sayin' I'm-
I hope [?] another young n***a like me
Woo-oh
Yeah

[Chorus]
Call up Wafi, tell him I need more diamonds (Diamonds)
Bitch, just stop it (Stop it)
You weren't shit before I popped it
We got plenty of choppers (Choppers)
Yeah I swing like helicopters (Brrr)
Throwin' her up in the air, that bitch get tossed (Tossed, phew)
She taking a look at my room, she meetin' the boss
Check out the wrist, check out the walk (Yah)
Check out the clip, check out the– (Yah)

[Verse]
Too much lean, that hoe their still ain't talkin'
Call up the plug n***a hold down takin' that choppa (yawk)
Call up thе plug n***a hold down takin' that
Call up the plug n***a hold down takin' that
In the truck I'm flyin', first class down to Tokyo, Japan
I got yo bitch on hold, tryna ride my dick, but I'm on that Psycho pain
Yеah, too damn high, on G6 fightin', lil' bitch nah I can't land
Boy I got too many racks in my Goyard pouch, it's like a 'hunnid bands
I got a v8 [?] with a v8 burner, up the street
I got a bad bitch that check the [?] racks for me
Pushin' [?] way too futuristic, shit is clean
I got [?] bitches [?] in the crib
You would've thought I robbed my jewelry, I got way too many rings
You would've thought my bitch was a Britney, 'cause she [?]
I'm going dumb, I'm going stupid for getting messed up with my whole team
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