| 48 Hertz
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| Dez gon' get me rich
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| Relly P get you popped, nigga (Get your ass popped, boy)
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| Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
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| Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
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| Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
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| Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf, yeah
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| I came from the top
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| Big big pointers in the watch, woo
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| Filled up a party with some thots, woo
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| Pillsbury Doughboy the molly, yeah
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| I take the top of that Benz off
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| I take the top of your girl off
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| Richards the cost of your Murlock
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| I drop the top like a tanktop
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| I was just bringin' the bread out
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| I pour the syrup out
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| Mix red with the green like a turtle
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| And a lil' workout
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| Ayy, hopped out a Maybach coupe
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| Inside blue and the Patek came blew, ayy
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| I’m 'bout to spray your boo
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| Knock it out the park, you can call me Babe Ruth, ayy
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| I put the crap on the seat
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| All red guts, got the crap on the seat, ayy
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| Paralyze a nigga in the street, yeah
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| Riding with the carbon on the seat, hey
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| I bought the new Wraith Spyder, yeah
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| I bought the new Wraith Spyder, bitch
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| Hit your own mama, don’t wife her, yeah
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| Heard you dance just like her, bitch
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| I’ma take a bar, Lil Peep, ayy
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| Yellow school bus in my cheeks, ayy
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| Rolls Royce stars in the seat, yeah
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| Stars in the seat, yeah
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| I’m Justin Bieber-ed up
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| The Maybach, the coupe, but I keep it tucked
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| They couldn’t stand down when I built it up
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| I’m riding 'round the town with the semi tucked
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| I got my bundles up
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| Back burner if you don’t got no tummy tuck
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| Money only thing make it certain
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| I’ma come through, I be working
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| Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
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| Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
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| Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
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| Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf, yeah
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| I came from the top
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| Big big pointers in the watch
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| Filled up a party with some thots
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| Pillsbury Doughboy the molly
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| I take the top of that Benz off
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| I take the top of your girl off
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| Richards the cost of your Murlock
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| I drop the top like a tanktop
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| I was just bringin' the bread out
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| I pour the syrup out
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| Mix red with the green like a turtle
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| And a lil' workout
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| Hey, hoppin' out the Lambo coupe, I forgot the roof, ballin' like swoosh, hey
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| Spittin' like I lost a damn tooth, all my dawgs go roof, boy, you cuffin' the
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| swoop, hey
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| I left the streets and I went to the booth, no hesitatin', I’ma shoot, hey
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| I’m 'bout to get something new, I’ma geek that bitch up, I’ma paint that bitch
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| blue, hey
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| I’ma leave him dead in the street
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| Throw him in the river, won’t find him for a week, hey
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| All of my hoes, they freaks
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| She ain’t got my money then her ass gettin' beat, bitch
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| Shoot that bitch up with the stick
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| Had the Glock in the spot, pretty bitch suckin' my cock
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| She bad and she know that she got a fat ass
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| How could I not? |
| Hey
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| They’re screaming my name (Name)
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| They’re singing my shit all in Spain (Spain)
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| Kick so much shit, need a cane (Kick it)
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| I’m blowing on good mary jane, hey
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| Look at my mama up
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| YSL hot as a sauna, we up (Sauna, we up)
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| Up like a Tonka truck (Tonka truck)
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| Not OJ Mayo, but I get the bucks
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| Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
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| Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
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| Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
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| Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf, yeah
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| I came from the top
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| Big big pointers in the watch
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| Filled up a party with some thots
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| Pillsbury Doughboy the molly
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| I take the top of that Benz off
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| I take the top of your girl off
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| Richards the cost of your Murlock
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| I drop the top like a tanktop
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| I was just bringin' the bread out
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| I pour the syrup out
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| Mix red with the green like a turtle
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| And a lil' workout, ayy |