Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm only like twenty years old, but I seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, I done spend a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on designer clothes
Uh, I can't put my trust in that guy 'cause I know all of these niggas gon' fold
Uh, lil' nigga, know you not that guy, I know a young nigga come through with a roll
Yeah, I'm getting like so much cash, I'm getting like so much cash, ain't sold my soul
And this bitch got so much ass, this bitch got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah, my chain swing and it's touching the floor
I'm on a private jet, I'm finna touch down in Brazil to rock out a show
I got a private text from this lil' private bitch, she wanna do private shit
I'm on my private plane, I'm counting up racks and I'm getting fly, lil' bitch
Uh, I stay getting paid, I stay in the stores, I stay buying all the shit
???, but I been the lil' boss, lil' bitch
Uh, I'm telling the hoes if I pour 'em up they better drink all this shit
Yeah, when we in the spot, keep cash on the sticks, and we having all the sticks
Talking about mo'fuckin' paper, I'm getting all of it
Uh, yeah, I don't got time for a hater, I can't even see these niggas
Uh, this bitch was 2D, I paid for her ass and now that shit 3D, nigga
Just me and my ???, talkin 'bout my glick, I ride around two deep, nigga
Uh, but I can't get too deep, nigga
Uh, 'cause I don't even trust these niggas
Uh, and I don't even trust these hoes
Huh, they just tryna blow my figures
Uh, let's take the whole team up
Uh, let's go pour the whole pint up
Uh, my neck so froze right there
Uh, I look like a iPod skin
I'm only like twenty years old, but I seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, I done spend a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on designer clothes
Uh, I can't put my trust in that guy 'cause I know all of these niggas gon' fold
Uh, lil' nigga, know you not that guy, I know a young nigga come through with a roll
Yeah, I'm getting like so much cash, I'm getting like so much cash, ain't sold my soul
And this bitch got so much ass, this bitch got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah, my chain swing and it's touching the floor
I'm on a private jet, I'm finna touch down in Brazil to rock out a show
I'm in a brand new whip, this bitch got suicide doors, go grab the rope
I caught a brand new bitch, she tryna go back and forth, I tell her, " Let's go"
I rock a brand new chain, shit is a tennis chain, we don't do the ropes
When I get the money ???, my friends they go insane, you already know
Yeah, yeah, I'm hitting this ho, uh, yeah, and I'm grabbing her throat
Yeah, I'm staying inside, I'm stuck in the crib up in my room
I'm still screaming free my guys, they done sent my lil' boy down the road
All these lil' niggas live in disguise, yeah, the real them, they don't show
I'm only like twenty years old, but I seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, I done spend a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on designer clothes
Uh, I can't put my trust in that guy 'cause I know all of these niggas gon' fold
Uh, lil' nigga, know you not that guy, I know a young nigga come through with a roll
Yeah, I'm getting like so much cash, I'm getting like so much cash, ain't sold my soul
And this bitch got so much ass, this bitch got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah, my chain swing and it's touching the floor
I'm on a private jet, I'm finna touch down in Brazil to rock out a show
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