(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
[Gunna]
They peepin' my game
Back in this shit, had to trim up my name
Act like they surf, gotta call 'em my way
She ain't gotta flirt, see it all in her face
Cuban, Patek, had to call up lil' [Rafe?]
Cuban for her, spent a dollar today
She the real dip, like to swallow the taste
I took your bitch out to Saint-Tropez
Rich with the drip and I'm T'd, on me
Fill up the Sprinter, streets okay
I'm a sex symbol, call me, "Bae"
Dog out the kennel, far from a stray
Who the contender? Tyson his face
Nigga on Twitter typin' away
See me out in public, nothin' to say (Shh)
Ayy, nothin' to say
[Casper Bluff]
Nothin' but blue hundreds, I fill up the safe
Penthouse, we vibin', got Tris on the way (Tris)
It cost me a carat to ice out my face
??? on the wrist, I put ten on the Maybach
We press up, we see him, he say he ain't say that
Chalkin' these ???, I feel like a pimp
Your bitch on that Bimmer, she said you're a ???
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