Comin' for you (Ready to slide)
Three, four, killers knocking down your door (Ready to slide)
Five, six, ready to go and hit a lick (Ready to slide)
Seven, eight, make sure the money straight
Put a tag on a nigga ho
Got the gayest bitches at the door
Every day look like the night before
Five bitches vibin', I don't know
Put them bitches out, I'm in my bag
Take these hoes down and do 'em bad
Diamonds tangled up on me (Woo), they see it
Got that F&N on me, I'm tweakin'
Monaco, I'm turnt up, out the way
Got the Russian mob with me today
Translate the yacht communications
Drophead Rolls Royce relations
Bag of dirty money falling out the trunk
Give these bitches everything they want
Bet she livin' upper echelon
Shooter hit the K2, get him goin'
Ain't no stressin' 'bout it, nigga, dangerous
Bunch of millionaires gang bangin'
Bigger than illuminati, ain't it?
Hit the 'Tussy, now she ready to spank it
Put them trackers on him, wipe his face
Pourin' lean and gave away the Ace
They believe in niggas demonstrations
We succeeded, over elevated
One, two, Pluto comin' for you (Ready to slide)
Three, four, killers knocking down your door (Ready to slide)
Five, six, ready to go and hit a lick (Ready to slide)
Seven, eight (Yeah), make sure all the money straight (Ready to slide, yeah)
One, two, Ferrari trucks, who got the juice? (Who got it?)
Three, four, Maybach trucks packed with hoes (It's over with)
Five, six, tennis chains on this bitch (Ayy, say, twin)
Seven, eight, main bitches, I don't care
One, two, different drugs runnin' through me (Winter Soldier)
Three, four, niggas tryna take your ho (Ayy, say, twin)
Five, six, niggas ready to take a hit
Seven, eight, mad bitches, I don't pay (Skrrt)
One, two, Ferrari trucks, who got the juice? (Ready to slide)
Three, four, Maybach trucks packed with hoes (Ready to slide)
Five, six, tennis chains on this bitch (Ready to slide, ayy, say, twin)
Seven, eight, main bitches, I don't care
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