(Hop in the V and I'm racin'
And I'm [based?])
Look
Great John on the beat, by the way
Look, look
Winnin' gettin' to the breesh (To the breesh)
And they know (And they know)
Gotta get it (Gotta get it), gotta go, look
And you can call me what you want (What you want)
But not broke, two bad bitches, I can't let 'em go, hold on
They don't even know
I ain't tryna choose, I'm in love with both
And that's that (And that's-)
And that's that (And that's-)
And that's that
I ain't tryna lose, so I keep it close (Keep it close)
And that's that (And that's-)
And that's that (And that's-)
And that's that
Why they call me Sheff? Like
Said, I'm tryna to make sure everybody eat
Tryna make sure everybody feast
I'm a dog, they let me off the leash
Feelin' litty, baby, how you feelin'? Look
Chilling with the killers
Ain't no hero, she know I'm a villain
I be kissin' on her while I'm hittin'
Tell her friends how I treat her
Now they sayin' I'm a sweetheart
You be dyin' tryna get a link
I just tell her where to meet up
Hear the rumors, say I'm still bendin'
Sendin' shots like I'm bartendin', look
Clips extended, get you-
Tagged like a mention
I was broke, they ain't give me shit
Now I'm up, something like the rim
On point, it be hard to miss
Like manure, baby, I'm the shit
Still slide, I would never slip
She a wetty, I'ma take a sip
I'ma dive, baby, I could swim, look
Look, then I gotta dip
Look
Winnin' gettin' to the breesh (To the breesh)
And they know (And they know)
Gotta get it (Gotta get it), gotta go, look
And you can call me what you want (What you want)
But not broke, two bad bitches, I can't let 'em go, hold on
They don't even know
I ain't tryna choose, I'm in love with both
And that's that (And that's-)
And that's that (And that's-)
And that's that
I ain't tryna lose, so I keep it close (Keep it close)
And that's that (And that's-)
And that's that (And that's-)
And that's that
Hop in the V and I'm racin', hold on
Money only thing I'm chasin', huh
Had to get it out the basement, huh
Had to get it out the mud, hold on, yeah
Sneakers on, don't lace it, huh
Whole lotta blue faces, huh
Whole lotta, lotta funds, hold on, yeah
It's not a game, don't play
Bad bitch, she goin' both ways
Bad bitch, she tryna have some fun, hold on, yeah
Winner's Circle be the label
Carry niggas like a cradle
Bitch too tens, bitch you's a dub
Winnin' gettin' to the breesh (To the breesh)
And they know (And they know)
Gotta get it (Gotta get it), gotta go, look
And you can call me what you want (What you want)
But not broke, two bad bitches, I can't let 'em go, hold on
They don't even know
I ain't tryna choose, I'm in love with both, hold on
And that's that (And that's-)
And that's that (And that's-)
And that's that
I ain't tryna lose, so I keep it close
And that's that (And that's-)
And that's that (And that's-)
And that's that, huh
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