| A-and then, and then the police gon' ask me my name
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| And I’m like «Huh? |
| Is he trippin' or nah?»
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| Fuck is he talkin' bout? |
| What’s my lawyer name, nigga?
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| Haha! |
| Jones
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| My bitch asked me what’s my government
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| And I said I don’t remember that shit
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| I just bought my moms a half a million dollar house
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| I hope that she remember that shit
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| I said all I do is get to the paper
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| And the money called a nigga so I had to see you later
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| It’s not too much that I do remember
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| I was in Miami around December
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| Bunch of pool parties in back of the shore
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| Bitches on the yak comin' back to the shore
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| I ain’t bring clothes, just paper
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| Droptop Rose for the haters
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| New York is cold so I made the move
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| Once she got on top, she could make it move
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| This that shit fuck up ya rent
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| I was drunk when I parked, fucked up a dent
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| Just another night on the town
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| Every night, this is how it going down
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| Gon' party till the sun come up
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| And we go hard till the money’s all up
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| So you know how a nigga like adding?
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| Two bad bitches just to sum it all up
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| I’m fuckin' these bitches? |
| I don’t know
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| Tell me some shit that I don’t know
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| Nigga fuck around, go bankrupt
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| In the club fuckin' up a bankroll
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| Drunk, takin' pictures on IG
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| Wit' my niggas, my niggas like YG
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| Please, my nigga, don’t try me
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| Cause my hitters, my niggas catch bodies
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| I can’t afford this shit I got off of no rap money
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| You can’t afford the shit I drive cause you ain’t got money
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| Niggas name droppin' on whip countin', carry the hoes, you cock blockin'
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| Momma just went house shoppin', sister just went watch shoppin'
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| 20K in the neighborhood, young boys wit' Glocks shoppin'
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| 5 mill, 6 mill, still doin', I ain’t stoppin'
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| Audemar, that’s a hundun! |
| Hundred rounds, that’s a hundun!
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| Buffet of that beef, nigga, anybody come get some
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| Don’t do squash, fuck vegetables, anything that’s questionable
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| Put his ass on life support, turn his ass to a vegetable
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| Go to war wit' us, you know the outcome
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| Don’t you say my name when them laws come |