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[Intro:] RamyOnThaBeat [Don Toliver:] Got P's on call I
hit that lick I
got a
bitch that's fine as shit She pulling up to juug the
hit Come with the
bag and come split Don't worry 'bout nothing it's counterfeit He has the
chance, finesse the
bitch Move with no evidence Just call me if he tests shit Got P's on call I
hit that lick I
got a
bitch that's fine as shit She pulling up to juug the
hit Come with the
bag and come split Don't worry 'bout nothing it's counterfeit He has the
chance, finesse the
bitch Move with no evidence Just call me if he tests shit Now what I
told you girl Go get the
bag and make that money Shake that ass and keep it coming Set it up, gon' take some Now what I
told you girl If he got a
question, I
don't know He might be feds, and I
ain't going Undercover lying, you ain't even know Now what I
told you girl Go get the
bag, stack it up Too much ass, back it up Go get the
coupe, and wrap it up Now what I
told you girl If he on the
phone, then he calling law You better run, and make a
haul You better snatch the
bag and all See I'm on aim, with precision I
ain't gon' lie, I
got vision Yeah, I
got dope, in the
kitchen Book a
hotel, when I'm whipping Got P's on call I
hit that lick I
got a
bitch that's fine as shit She pulling up to juug the
hit Come with the
bag and come split Don't worry 'bout nothing it's counterfeit He has the
chance, finesse the
bitch Move with no evidence Just call me if he tests shit Got P's on call I
hit that lick I
got a
bitch that's fine as shit She pulling up to juug the
hit Come with the
bag and come split Don't worry 'bout nothing it's counterfeit He has the
chance, finesse the
bitch Move with no evidence Just call me if he tests shit [Dice SoHo:] I
got a
freaky shit boss bitch Got her own money she can talk shit Chest still jumping like a
mosh pit Bentley truck, fuck with the
top whip Pop shit, my watch lit So cold, I
got sick Diamonds hit hard like [?] twins Ninth grade recs in my cargo pants Rodeo on a
Tuesday You don't even know da amount I
spent Free my dawgs, hit a
lick for a
mil' Bust it down with all my friends All my hoes got my name on their body Tryna turn a
Maserati to a
Bugatti Made 'em learn to stretch like they're doing Pilates Chopping down trees and I
don't know karate Just got off the
phone with [?] Smoking with Scotty Hell yeah, the
packs finally landed God damn, I'm feeling real jolly We got drugs, we got bottles We the
life of the
party [?] on my drip, and that ain't hearty And my niggas smoke like Bob Marley [Don Toliver:] Got P's on call I
hit that lick I
got a
bitch that's fine as shit She pulling up to juug the
hit Come with the
bag and come split Don't worry 'bout nothing it's counterfeit He has the
chance, finesse the
bitch Move with no evidence Just call me if he tests shit Got P's on call I
hit that lick I
got a
bitch that's fine as shit She pulling up to juug the
hit Come with the
bag and come split Don't worry 'bout nothing it's counterfeit He has the
chance, finesse the
bitch Move with no evidence Just call me if he tests shit
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