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I'm telling ya... I'm telling ya... (Ooh, Dilla) [Lil Gotit:] Porsche 911 (911) Maybach coupe, I'm telling ya (I'm telling ya) Big backend, I'm telling ya (I'm telling ya) Trapping just like Belly (Forreal) I
keep guns like Belly (Hood Baby) This is foreign, not a
Chevy (Hood Baby) Sound like Kid Cudi Smoke exotic with my buddy (Woo) He so cap, I'm telling ya Make me don't trust nothing, mmm Found my gold like treasure VVS grill when I
be cussing, yeah I'm so slime, can't trust me Snakes in my grass, don't cut it though Drag racing in them Trackhawks I'ma tell ya I'm so slime, draw, win, or lose My bitch got honey, Winnie-Pooh Spent a
couple thousand on some brand new shoes Arrowhead, that's a
brand new tool Jet to the
sky, we getting so high We so private, can't tell our moves Load up some sticks then we slide, guarantee you make the
news Virgil Off-White, I
can drip all night My bitch got head, yeah, that dyke Her pussy pink and it's tight Me and twenty niggas, yeah we fucked her twice We come in two like Mike and Ike Make it rain in the
club, that's a
alibi Put her down, she don't know what's right I
don't see no evil All is see is a
lot of commas and they b-rolls (Racks) Told PJ, "It gon' be a
lot of people" (Lot of rats) Nah we ain't worried, we got that lethal (Rawf) Porsche 911 (911) Maybach coupe, I'm telling ya (I'm telling ya) Big backend, I'm telling ya (I'm telling ya) Trapping just like Belly (Forreal) I
keep guns like Belly (Hood Baby) This is foreign, not a
Chevy (Hood Baby) Sound like Kid Cudi Smoke exotic with my buddy (Woo) He so cap, I'm telling ya Make me don't trust nothing, mmm Found my gold like treasure VVS grill when I
be cussing, yeah I'm so slime, can't trust me Snakes in my grass, don't cut it though Drag racing in them Trackhawks I'ma tell ya [Lil PJ:] Yeah, I
came from the
hood with all of the
bros You know I'm gon' ride with my gang, yeah I
just want the
money, I
just want the
big bag, yeah Fuck all the
fame, yeah I
came from the
mud, yeah I
came from the
trenches It's a
30, go out with a
bang Ride around, they gon' know my name Might pop me an Addy, I
stay in my lane, yeah Double C's, huh, yeah, Chanel the
kicks, yeah I
might go Louis or I
might go Prada, shit Mismatched fit, yeah Big body AMG with them tints, yeah (Skrt) We gon' ride with them sticks, yeah Got it on my own, I
had to grind Naw, they ain't give me shit (No, no, no) Hotbox crew, young nigga shit, yeah that Fox Five gang 2015, I
was hell, yeah, I
was thugging with that thang Hang around with them real ones, yeah I
swear I
made a
name From bandos, condos, Panamera for the
rain [Lil Gotit:] Porsche 911 (911) Maybach coupe, I'm telling ya (I'm telling ya) Big backend, I'm telling ya (I'm telling ya) Trapping just like Belly (Forreal) I
keep guns like Belly (Hood Baby) This is foreign, not a
Chevy (Hood Baby) Sound like Kid Cudi Smoke exotic with my buddy (Woo) He so cap, I'm telling ya Make me don't trust nothing, mmm Found my gold like treasure VVS grill when I
be cussing, yeah I'm so slime, can't trust me Snakes in my grass, don't cut it though Drag racing in them Trackhawks I'ma tell ya
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