
Ahh, ahh, uh I know that I don’t ever make time If I tell you I got you, my nigga, I got you If I say I love you, my nigga, I love you forever Don’t listen to rumors, so you run it by me Don’t even panic, I know you’re my man Let’s just hold that shit down like we Bobby and Rowdy I’ma let you know if you movin' sloppy Don’t say that you got me when you never looked Used to go to the PJs, meet up in the lobby Now we on the PJ right to Abu Dhabi I just bought me a Mulsanne, took out an expensive Ate me like chicken lo mein I just facetimed the whol gang They in LA, they on the way to th bay Tell 'em I’ll soon be there, jet to there Nigga, I put that on 'caine I’m in Tampa Bay, straight, I’m with some Stylist, style for me, nah, nah, I Amiri the jeans Hold up, I ain’t never froze up, 'til I went to Elliott Now I see clarity in my baguettes and VV’s Apparently all of my niggas are fleas Knew you would turn on the time I got a house on my arm all the time All of my pieces is from Eliantte Like catch me drippin' from the Barclay Catch me flying out of Parkway Smokin' backpack broccoli It’s just me and Boogie back to back In a Maybach, nigga, pardon me Got my feet up with my heat tucked If them wild niggas start me Fuck everybody, that’s just how I feel, I ain’t feelin' nobody I pop on a pill when I’m flyin' in private, it give me the chills I land with two Audi, paranoid, that’s why I move in silence They ain’t playin' fair, I move with the chopper Hit up broski, he gon' tear up the spot Watch the pocket-rocket, put him right on his pocket Nineteen, I had dropped out of college My favorite way to get money was the block I got too addicted to the money, I’m honest They thought I was tryna be Speaker Knockerz I ain’t tryna go out like Speaker Knockerz Rest in peace, but I keep it a hunnid Got Ps on my head and even the knockers I keep it G and I keep it a hunnid I keep it G and I keep it one hunnid I know when I paid the fee for the dollars I know when I bought the piece from the runners They go run on me, I’m good with the numbers I’ma really fuck it up for the summer Drop-top, doin' donuts in Hummers Opp block with a chopper, I stun EBK, I give a fuck 'bout the cover, I ride for my brothers I got my jewelry hittin', that’s end of discussion
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