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Why I be clean like that uh
You said you a gangster not meaning that uh
I hit that bitch then I’m leaving that uh
Okay I want her not needing that uh
I got Rick Owens my feet in that uh
I count up that cash while I’m leaning back uh
That boy took my swag and I need it back uh yeah
I got margielas wit blood on them
I got the ones with the gum bottoms
And she suckin my dick got her head bobbin
And I know it’s some niggas ahead watching
Think my phones tapped yeah the feds watching
Christian Louboutin these red bottoms (yeah)
And free my brother know the feds got him (yeah)
That nigga ran up but my man got him
I don’t fuck with the niggas they hella fake
Call me a baker all this bread that I make
In the coupe push this shit down the interstate
Mix the codeine in soda they integrate
Choppa gone make his body disintegrate
And we know that you capping you been a fake
Diamonds wet just like I found them in a lake
I been eating so good need a bigger plate
I got plenty of drugs what you need nigga
I’m throwing up B’s Ima bleed niggas
I just came in this bitch I’m wit three niggas
Know my cash it be taller than three midgets
Yeah my money be longer than three bridges
Everything that I say all hits ain’t no misses
I was fuckin his bitch told her ain’t no kisses
I got ysl on me you know it drip it
Yeah
Okay
Okay
Why I be clean like that uh
You said you a gangster not meaning that uh
I hit that bitch then I’m leaving that uh
Okay I want her not needing that uh
I got Rick Owens my feet in that uh
I count up that cash while I’m leaning back uh
That boy took my swag and I need it back uh yeah
Yeah
Most of these niggas just act like they got it but they really don’t
I know some niggas who act like they’ll shoot at some niggas but I know that
they won’t (yeah)
Louie V all on my coat (yeah)
Diamonds so wet I might soak (yeah)
I gotta Glock 9 with me
And what I do?
Aim it and bang at your throat (yeah)
I swear to god ain’t nobody as cold as me
I am so boujee might need you to chauffeur me
I keep me a shooter I know he gone blow for me
I got me a bad bitch I know she gone roll for me
Bitch I’m the greatest ain’t nobody over me
Wait oh my god my diamond way too cold for me
I fuck a cougar that bitch way too old for me
Just popped a Percocet that shit controlling me
12 on my dick niggas keep on patrolling me
Boy you a bitch can’t believe that you told on me
No I don’t give a fuck know this shit really grow on me
I got your bitch in the back and she blowing me
All of these niggas I swear they be joeing me
Act like they know me but really not knowing me
Do all that talkin but really not showing me
And he borrowed my style swear that nigga be owing me
Okay
Okay
Why I be clean like that uh
You said you a gangster not meaning that uh
I hit that bitch then I’m leaving that uh
Okay I want her not needing that uh
I got Rick Owens my feet in that uh
I count up that cash while I’m leaning back uh
That boy took my swag and I need it back uh yeah