Yeah
Walkin' through the mall
Muggin' in the mall
Ho, bitch
Yeah
I got two hundred on me
Walked through the mall and this shit start lookin' like a beach
She said she celibate
Came to my room and I ended up turnin' that ho into a freak
I put my wrist in the ocean, the water
I pulled it out, looked and I saw a Philippe
You be the dog
Yeah, niggas knowin' my body, I walk in the spot like a beast
I got two hundred on me
Ridin' in the Cullinan, gas tank still on E (On God)
I got two hundred on me
Ridin' in the Cullinan, gas tank still on E (Uh-huh)
I got two hundred on me
Ridin' in the Cullinan, gas tank still on E (E)
I got two hundred on me
Ridin' in the Cullinan, gas tank still on E (Uh-huh, E)
I need some Wock (Wock)
Walk in the spot
Can't stay too long or I make this shit hot (This shit)
They knowin' me everywhere that I go
I fucked a bitch and then paid for her toes (Paid for her toes)
I got Dior from my head to my toe (Head to my toe)
Margiela, Margiela, I put her in the coupe (Margiela, Margiela)
Drank 42 now she askin' for coke (Yeah)
I'm goin' psycho, I'm goin' psycho
I be on shrooms, but I still go recycle
Walk like a goat, got me feelin' like Rylo
Walk in the bank, money look like a typo
I told her, "Nah, baby, them commas is real"
Flirt with the teller, in here off a pill
I kick my feet up and then crack a seal (Yeah)
I'm really rich, livin' like this for real
Say the wrong thing and I swear you get popped (Pop, pop)
In TSA with a Xan' in my sock
Look like a rainbow, got all colored thots (Thots)
Niggas can't stand me 'cause I flex and pop
Pink diamonds on me, they hit like a rock (Rock)
Bitch, I'm a monster, I cannot be stopped
Never got shot, so his cherry got popped
I'm livin' different, dracos on a yacht
I got two hundred on me
Walked through the mall and this shit start lookin' like a beach
She said she celibate
Came to my room and I ended up turnin' that ho into a freak
I put my wrist in the ocean, the water
I pulled it out, looked and I saw a Philippe
You be the dog
Yeah, niggas knowin' my body, I walk in the spot like a beast
I got two hundred on me
Ridin' in the Cullinan, gas tank still on E (On God)
I got two hundred on me
Ridin' in the Cullinan, gas tank still on E (Uh-huh)
I got two hundred on me
Ridin' in the Cullinan, gas tank still on E (E)
I got two hundred on me
Ridin' in the Cullinan, gas tank still on E (Uh-huh, E)
Bitch, I'm a dog off a leash
I'm in a tub with three hoes and you know they all freaks (Yeah)
And I got Marni on me
I'ma walk down, shoot it up, and not guilty my plea
Yeah, walk in a suit (Uh, yeah)
Prada my boots (Prada my)
Fuckin' that bitch and I kick her out too (Fuckin')
I break her back and then pass her a blue
41mm my AP (AP)
All of these bitches, they wanna fuck me
Thirty-five thousand baguettes in my teeth
She fuck with me 'cause she say you a creep
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