I'm hangin' out the 'Raris
I'm bustin' down them Cartis
I'm smashin' all the Barbies
I'm head to toe in Marni
It's lit, my wrist a brick
It's lit, my bitch a ten
I hydroplane the Benz
I'm spinnin', I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin', spinnin', spinnin'
Ain't sparin' none around this bitch
Fuck them women and children
Organic, organic
Organic 'ganic, 'ganic
I'm ridin' 'round with a hundred pounds
I told the driver, "Don't panic"
I'm predator, not no prey
I'm stiff, these niggas gay
Got meetings on the way
Got trailers on the way
My bitch, she work at Magic
My shooter should be a sniper
I'm movin' 'round like a tiger
My Maybach got a driver
??? honor
It's death before dishonor
We ??? you like piranhas
I'm splurgin' on designer
Organic, no pressure
Got P's all in the Tesla
She talk back like a ???
He fake, I don't respect him
He weak, so we rejected him
I'm throwed off on the spectrum
I'm right inside the iQ, so the Escalade electric
We vicious and we deadly
Rock APs and the presi's
I walk around, this bank on me, I'm feelin' like I'm ???
Can't fuck with niggas who ???
Them niggas gon' [fail?] you every time
You don't know how much ???, I'ma finesse him every time
Maybach M, finesse the ???, I'm just tryna put you down
If I'm splurgin' on that ho then best believe that ho is fine
In that Spider, this a hybrate
Run this shit just like a ???
All I know is sell some [violent?]
All I know is livin' righteous
If she ain't tryna fuck then I won't sweat 'cause I'm havin' plenty
The only thing I put my faith in is in God and this blicky
You either with me or against me
I make thousand from the giftings
???, these pussy niggas ain't the same, you clearly see the difference
I been like this since an infant
You get high as soon as you iffy
If you from the streets, you get it
If you're not, you probably don't
I'm hangin' out the 'Raris
I'm bustin' down them Cartis
I'm smashin' all the Barbies
I'm head to toe in Marni
It's lit, my wrist a brick
It's lit, my bitch a ten
I hydroplane the Benz
I'm spinnin', I'm spinnin'
I'm spinnin', spinnin', spinnin'
Ain't sparin' none around this bitch
Fuck them women and children
Organic, organic
Organic 'ganic, 'ganic
I'm ridin' 'round with a hundred pounds
I told the driver, "Don't panic"
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