(Yo, Inflated, spice that bitch up)
I made lil' mama get wet, I got a stick in the 'Vette
Diamonds all on my neck, diamonds all on my chest
I gotta run through the chicken, at Louis, I spent a whole ticket
I got three bitches, I'm pimpin', I need them commas and digits
Mixin' Marni with the Rick, listen here, toss my twin P's, his, yeah, yeah
You know it's money over all these sluts, yeah, yeah
I served him ten P's at the Pizza Hut, yeah, yeah
I'm spendin' nothin' but bad time, I'm servin' junkies some bath salt
I sold the flavor for half off, my closet a motherfuckin' cash vault
I spent fifty on drip just in one week, spent a million on ice just in one month
I just put a whole seven in one block, boy, you gotta cash out, it ain't no fronts
Doggin' these bitches, I'm him, ain't it? Stickin' the Charger, I'm trim, ain't it?
Still gave an M to my old lady, dope on the trailer, that fast, baby
Gucci bandana, they fixated, thumbin' through racks, she fixated
AMG truck with the red guts, I risk my life for them blue bucks
Roll up my sleeves 'cause I'm hands on, drop all them bags, put my mans on
Countin' a check with a redbone, on my neck and my chest, I got clear stones
In that Escalade V, I had veered off, made a quarter M sellin' my peers soft
Took her shoppin', hit thirty at Hermès, she got ass in them titties it's perky
I got soldiers they ready to smack somethin', I got shottas, they ready to jack somethin'
In the wide body vehicle, it go too fast, gotta get the whole P, I don't do half
I done ran this bitch up, gotta spray and kill, I be thumbin' and thumbin', I love math
I done bought out the West, there ain't nothin' left, I done bought the whole yield, there ain't nothin' left
I can get you knocked off for a brick of meth, I be cookin' that dope, I'm a fuckin' chef
I just hopped on a jet with some thick shit, I'ma leave that lil' bitch with my imprint
I made lil' mama get wet, I got a stick in the 'Vette
Diamonds all on my neck, diamonds all on my chest
I gotta run through the chicken, at Louis, I spent a whole ticket
I got three bitches, I'm pimpin', I need them commas and digits
Mixin' Marni with the Rick, listen here, toss my twin some P's, his, yeah, yeah
You know it's money over all these sluts, yeah, yeah
I served him ten P's at the Pizza Hut, yeah, yeah
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