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(P-p-Paol Trizzy maced it, bro) Pot of gold Hopefully I
could chase the
sack at the
end of the
road I'm leaving, I
ain't never coming back, that's all I
know The
question that you never seem to ask, I
wanna know How I
react with beams and MACs? Lil' woadie kick a
door She just want some diamonds, flooded from her head to toe Call it perfect timing, on her left wrist, AP froze And over timing, clock keep chiming, I
think it's my time to go Dollar signs and he don't mind it, cooking over stoves Bag made by Marc Jacobs, toting, got my pistol in it AMG, I'm rolling, fully focused, need a
cigarette I
just gotta reassess, they know this million-dollar check (Paol Trizzy maced it, bro) Bae, I
need to see you for this evening, I
can't get no rest She just want some diamonds, no, she don't want no more of me Baby, you the
finest, I
just want some loyalty I
switched up her styling, Balenciaga, Jordan sneaks I
swear that all these police sirens really paranoing me Relocate, I
switch the
tone on 'em, I'm a
dope boy They done even took my phone number on the
task force I
can't even speak on my homie, making no noise Big bankroll, can't fold, rocking Chrome Hearts (Paol Trizzy maced it, bro) Oh Lord, lil' Pluto, that's my woadie, woadie, in the
Goyard Lil' Pluto, that's my woadie, forty in the
Goyard 24K like Kobe, got a
gold and cold heart Helicopter crash out, I
remember last time I
done really ran my racks up, now I
could bring that cash out I
feel like the
bad guy, how long we gon' last now? I
could see me all in [?], sipping on this [?] Now I
got the
last laugh You gave me no chance, you threw my city in the
trash can F-150, word around the
city, we got bags, and I
could get them birdies for the
cheap, it's by the
gas station (Paol Trizzy maced it, bro) I
could get you murdered out the
region, I'm like Mad Max Pot of gold Hopefully I
could chase the
sack at the
end of the
road I'm leaving, I
ain't never coming back, that's all I
know The
question that you never seem to ask, I
wanna know How I
react with beams and MACs? Lil' woadie kick a
door She just want some diamonds, flooded from her head to toe Call it perfect timing, on her left wrist, AP froze And over timing, clock keep chiming, I
think it's my time to go Dollar signs and he don't mind it, cooking over stoves Bag made by Marc Jacobs, toting, got my pistol in it AMG, I'm rolling, fully focused, need a
cigarette I
just gotta reassess, they know this million-dollar check (Paol Trizzy maced it, bro) Bae, I
need to see you for this evening, I
can't get no rest She just want some diamonds, no, she don't want no more of me Baby, you the
finest, I
just want some loyalty I
switched up her styling, Balenciaga, Jordan sneaks I
swear that all these police sirens really paranoing me
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