All designer on my body, Off-White sneakers
Flew like, bitch, from outta town, but I don't think she got a Visa, yeah (Visa, yeah)
Workboy on the track like Justin Bieber
Used to think this shit was sweet, now I'm the man, so I don't need 'em, yeah (Need 'em, yeah)
I came in with the hits like Derek Jidex
Keep the check inside this Louis like that boy from Even Stevens, yeah (Stevens, yeah)
Jesus be surround me in this demon
I just win the again and win again, i'on even got a reason, yeah (Reason, yeah)
We got hot regardless of the season
I been ballin' for a minute, feel like Popeye off the spinach, yeah (Spinach, yeah)
Gassed up, sponsorship from 7-6
I got shooters ???, feel like I play for the '6ers, yeah ('6ers, yeah)
She gon' eat this dick up like it's dinner
Know I'm winnin', all my bitches bent like eyebrows with the Jenners (With the Jenners)
You can't chop it up, no, I ain't feelin'
Turn a dollar to a hundred, a Toyota to a Bentley, yeah (To a Bentley, yeah)
Lil' dummy, you stupid lil' dummy
I got money, now they love me (Now they love me), you lil' dummy (Lil' dummy)
No, you're not my friend (Not my friend), you're not my buddy (Not my buddy)
???, and it's lookin' bloody
You stupid dummy, you stupid lil' dummy
I got money, now they love me, you a lil' stupid dummy
Lil' dummy, Playboy Bunny (Playboy Bunny), she off the bubbly
Red LaFerrari and it's lookin' really bloody
I'm just whippin' through the city with ???
With a baddie in the back seat, and she trippin' off a molly
Nigga, ???, and she look just like a Barbie
Big old .30 on my waist, ??? that got bodies (Woo)
All these niggas, Gucci, slip and slide inside my Guccis
Got my glizzy and my Uzi, just in case they try to shoot me
Got the opps up on my back, I do the dash, I'm tryna lose 'em (Skrrt)
Did two hundred on the highway, I was swervin', tryna lose 'em
Don't you run up on somebody, in the bag, are you stupid?
I was thumbin' through the money, all these bitches tryna count it
I be breakin' down these bricks and I grew up in ???
Then these niggas stay hatin' and the money stay pilin'
Got yo' bitch up in the Uber, she 'bout to slide and start wylin'
I could never count a niggas, count a hundred thousand
I got ??? and gorillas, niggas, you don't want no problems
And my bitches from the ???, I be from the islands (Woo)
Lil' dummy, you stupid lil' dummy
I got money, now they love me (Now they love me), you lil' dummy (Lil' dummy)
No, you're not my friend (Not my friend), you're not my buddy (Not my buddy)
???, and it's lookin' bloody
You stupid dummy, you stupid lil' dummy
I got money, now they love me, you a lil' stupid dummy
Lil' dummy, Playboy Bunny (Playboy Bunny), she off the bubbly
Red LaFerrari and it's lookin' really bloody
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