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I be ridin' Forgiato's, Velano's on all my whips
All my guns dirty with 30's, hollows in all my clips
Mixtape after mixtape
If you didn't know, then you know by now
Freestyle on this intro, for your info, I ain't write this down
Pen, pad, pencil, nothin'
Hating on me 'cause, bitch, I'm stuntin'
Burberry that Prada, as long as that shit designer
That Gucci, that Ferragamo
That Louie, that Dolce, Gabbana
Yes, I'm flee, bitch
I be dressin' to impress your baby mamma
I got bitches, I got money
Shorty, stop laughing 'cause it ain't shit funny
Shorty, I'm in too deep, can't stop right now
So I'm in the studio with the Glock right now
N***a, you will get shot right now
Got a bad bitch tryna give me top right now
Time is money and money is time, so a n***a like me on the clock right now, right?
My swag so crazy
This Kush got my eyes so lazy
Smokin' on that Isaac, hazy
Your main bitch wanna have my baby
I got bars for days
And days
And days
And days
And days
And days
Make your bitch get on her knees like she finna say Amazing Grace, bitch