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[Quavo:] Yuhhh ayy, yuh, yuh Ayy, yuh yuh I
got more Keys than Alicia (keys) These niggas be talking, policing (12) I
took your ho, then released her (ho) I
used to trap out a
Regal (uh) Two hundred thousand on my wrist (hundred) I
thought it all was a
fantasy (ayy) Two hundred thousand on my wrist Lord I
hope it don't vanish (god) Two hundred thousand on my wrist I
told my mama don't panic (mama) Two hundred thousand on my wrist (two hundred) I
bought her heat with a
dragon Two hundred thousand on my wrist (two hundred) Who thought I
would be living life like this? Two hundred thousand on my wrist You probably thought I
couldn't buy this shit Wrist drowning in the
water Trapping early Tom Joyner Beat the
pot, George Foreman (beat it up) J's go nuts, acorning Look at me now, I'm soaring Look at the
lean I'm pouring Come get your ho, she annoying We toss her up like a
coin 24 hours, geeking on a
tower Shooting at you cowards 'Cause my wrist two hundred thousand If a
nigga try to take it I
swear to god he ain't gon' make it Back to the
bando, the
basics Seeing green numbers, The
Matrix Look at that boy with the
ice on Catching plays Jerry Rice on me I
know niggas that'll get you nigga If a
nigga put the
right price on it Remember the
days on the
northside Hit for a
rack on the
dice homie Now I
take the
mic and stand on the
stage I
p-p-p-pipe on it And if you looking at me wrong I
got some niggas that's right on 'em All these flawless stones I
bet your hoe gon' bite on 'em Smoking this gas get rid of the
pain You might think I
got Glaucoma Niggas might think I'm serving the
J's 'Cause I'm walking with these rocks on me I
got more Keys than Alicia (keys) These niggas be talking, policing (12) I
took your ho, then released her (ho) I
used to trap out a
Regal (uh) Two hundred thousand on my wrist (hundred) I
thought it all was a
fantasy (ayy) Two hundred thousand on my wrist Lord I
hope it don't vanish (god) Two hundred thousand on my wrist I
told my mama don't panic (mama) Two hundred thousand on my wrist I
bought her heat with a
dragon Two hundred thousand on my wrist Who thought I
would be living life like this? Two hundred thousand on my wrist You probably thought I
couldn't buy this shit [Lil Uzi Vert:] White diamonds on my neck White diamonds on my fist I
just got a
white bitch And she whipping up the
brick In the
trap my car, yeah it got that motor I
do not want that lil bitch If that bitch is really not on mind, deep throat Ayy, told that bitch eat out my oldest She stick that dick en la boc' I
just be pitching her Raf like I'm floatin (yaaaaaah) Mixing the
lean with cream soda (yeah) Young nigga but my money getting older, ayy Look at these bitches, they telling on me But my lil' bitch, she like "So what?" Look at my money, that's L-O-V-E Smoking that gas like a
stoner Nowadays fucking my bitches in threes Ayy, 'Member I'm watching TV Ayy, nowadays I'm on TV Ayy, Migo and Thugger baby yeah Yeah, I
just be counting these G's Yeah, I
feel like I
am Swizz Beatz I
got them Alicia Keys I
got them Alicia Keys I
got them Alicia Keys I
got them Alicia Keys [Quavo:] I
got more Keys than Alicia (keys) These niggas be talking, policing (12) I
took your ho, then released her (ho) I
used to trap out a
Regal (uh) Two hundred thousand on my wrist (hundred) I
thought it all was a
fantasy (ayy) Two hundred thousand on my wrist Lord I
hope it don't vanish (god) Two hundred thousand on my wrist I
told my mama don't panic (mama) Two hundred thousand on my wrist I
bought her heat with a
dragon Two hundred thousand on my wrist Who thought I
would be living life like this? Two hundred thousand on my wrist You probably thought I
couldn't buy this shit [Shad Da God:] Hundred thousand on my wrist Busting at you, lil bitch I
just poured a
lil Drizzy Drake I
just poured a
lil six (that mud) I
be letting a
bag go for Blake 32 and that 6
(Blake Griffin) They be feeling like Rico Why you ain't called me on that? I
serve you out the
backdoor Nigga I
serve you out the
window (I serve you out the
window) I
serve you out the
front door Nigga I
serve you out the
car door Laid back like OGG 200,000 on auto Carbon 15 with the
button on Make me put it on auto (spray it) Free the
GOAT, that's Roscoe We gon' still be at the
top though 'Member we was on the
block though Hundred rounds and a
Glock though Came a
long way from the
zips of the
mid, it was perfect Stayed down all my motherfucking life, it was worth it
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