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Every line I sold was a classic hit confetti on my fit the cigar I split was legit limo all black tint with a tuck got a ice glacier on my
Wrist cashed out at the club caddilac sitting on dubs lavish sugar no grub middle finger to the scrubs on the grind by the hour showed the world the definition of true power and I'm talking horsepower shooting turbo in the dashboard shooting gats popping tags flyer the a hellapad skybourne status flighters reaching for the bags one time for the durag now watch jabronis jock my swag im that bad cause we on a paper mission no competition in my vision so so me a favor and listen while I dash with the cash got it in my pocket all up in my wallet you can't even hate cause you know I got the plate eating shrimp and soup like we ain't got the steak but we got it talking major profit now look me in the face like Marcellus Wallace true hustla going in ima do it once again sipping juice and the gin