Yeah
Mmh, yeah, mmh
Yeah
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay (Yeah)
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wonder how I feel? Yeah
Well, huh, uh
Lieutenant, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lieutenant, yeah
Lieutenant, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lieutenant
Lieutenant
Hello? Yeah
Ride in the car and it tinted (Tinted), yeah
I got them bitches (Bitches), yeah
I got them digits (Them dights), yeah
Whole lotta money, it's with me, yeah
Why is you trippin'? (Why is you trippin'?) Yeah
I got this stinky (I got the stinky), yeah
Smokin' on stinky (Smokin' on stinky)
Fuckin' your bitch, I ain't got no feeling, yeah (Nah)
Know that I'm winnin' (Know that I'm winnin'), yeah
Know that I'm gettin' it (Know that I'm gettin' it), yeah
Ride in the Benz (Ride in the Benz), yeah
Give me a ticket (Give me a ticket), yeah
Whole lotta money (Whole lotta money), yeah
I'ma keep on gettin' it (I'ma keep on gettin' it), yeah
Y'all keep hatin', actin like hoes, cryin' like bitches (Cryin' like bitches), yeah
Take your bitch, fuck your bitch, you can get your bitch back (Get your bitch back), yeah
Count them stacks, whole lotta money, bitch, I love big racks (I love big racks), yeah
Abraham Lincoln, free all my dawgs, yeah, that's just real facts (That's just real facts), yeah
Y'all niggas bitch niggas, y'all be snitchin' on niggas and I hate that
I don't starve, I eat (Yeah)
I fuck hoes, they freak (Yes, I do)
Smoke big gas, not cheap (Yeah)
And my whip not cheap (Nah)
Everything I do, bitch, I do it for me (Voila)
I don't do it for them (No, I don't)
Bitch I gotta eat (I gotta eat)
Yeah, I gotta eat (Yeah, I gotta eat, yeah)
Yeah, I gotta make it (Yeah, I gotta make it)
Yeah, I'm not a hater (I'm not a hater)
I'm not a hater, yeah
Why they be hatin' 'cause they say that I what?
Niggas sound crazy, man you sound like a fool
I get this money, you know that I do (Yeah)
Count these blues, now I'ma stay true (What?)
True to my gang, I don't know 'bout you (Nah)
Y'all niggas switch up, that ain't cool (Nah)
I don't give a fuck, yeah, fuck you too (Yeah)
Say fuck me, well fuck you too
Know that it's up when I see you, yeah
Know that you better believe it, yeah
Nigga, I'm squeezin', I'm squeezin', yeah
Is you gon' run when I'm squeezin'? Yeah
Shoot back, nigga, I shoot back
Nigga gon' shoot, yeah, nigga I do that
I don't want the bullshit, yeah, Slime Nudy
Fuck a lot of hoes, all these hoes I never grew back
Yeah, yeah, that off top, yeah, she ain't nonstop
Fuck your ho in my Gucci flip flops
Kicked the bitch right up out the spot
I got the top from your bitch thot
Niggas be hatin' 'cause they really some opps
Niggas be pussy, they callin' them cops
I call them shooters, I get niggas robbed
Yeah, yeah
Know that I'm winnin' (Know that I'm winnin'), yeah
Know that I'm gettin' it (Know that I'm gettin' it), yeah
Ride in the Benz (Ride in the Benz), yeah
Give me a ticket (Give me a ticket), yeah
Whole lotta money (Whole lotta money), yeah
I'ma keep on gettin' it (I'ma keep on gettin' it), yeah
Y'all keep hatin', actin like hoes, cryin' like bitches (Cryin' like bitches), yeah
Take your bitch, fuck your bitch, you can get your bitch back (Get your bitch back), yeah
Count them stacks, whole lotta money, bitch, I love big racks (I love big racks), yeah
Abraham Lincoln, free all my dawgs, yeah, that's just real facts (That's just real facts), yeah
Y'all niggas bitch niggas, y'all be snitchin' on niggas and I hate that
Yeah
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