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Verse One

Aye Look 
This repertoire, got me decisive who I’m stepping on 
Road trips, through the Carolinas like I’m Eddie Long 
They speaking down, why you ain’t correct em? Like you speaking wrong 
Talk is cheap, cause we ain’t gone be talking when we set the tone 

Remember flipping dimes trying to get my money up 
Now I’m flipping dimes and they come with tummy tucks 
Im smoking Georgia Peach, I’m with a baddie and she more than sweet 
Drinking so much 42, shit I think its 43 

She on her knees, uh 
By  that water, feel that morning breeze 
Moved from rags to riches, uh 
Yeah, that’s why they calling me 
Know I’m about my business, uh 
That’s you recording me
Bitches gone be Bitches, uh 
So I act accordingly 

I told that bitch, to never check for me respectfully  
Seen what I was cooking, shit you damn near knew the recipe 
I let you flee, uh Road running, like a SUV 
I ball like I’m 23, these other niggas second seed
Yeah 

Verse Two 

Uh, its nine o’clock, uh and I’m swerving off this la   
I can’t lie, uh all my talent came with time 
I’m in the Tribeca, with rich bitches, I’m a suave stepper
I’m from the Bronx, I move that work, just like I’m God Fisher 
Anti up, ain’t win no grammies but I’m Grammied up 
I got blamey, and I ran it up, so tell me what the fuss about? 
I like when bad bitches cuss me out 
F*ck em like they stupid
Then its back, to what we fussing bout 

I know, you know my resume, I want some head, give me Tresemme
Manifest everything I want, cause I’m gone elevate 
They say I’m broke, its funny cus that ain’t what the teller say
I don’t clock in, I just get it, the good fella way 
Its funny I could laugh about it, lay back and smoke some gas about it 
12 o’clock I need Jean and George’s for the after hours 
Red wine, 55 a glass, ain’t no happy hour
All in all, packing 740’s cause they stacked around me 

"When I say I’m packing 740’s, that mean like you know… the 740i is packed up. Like, we just came back from a spot, shit crazy" 

Verse Three 

I’m getting neck from a diva, while I’m rolling biscotti 
Yeah, I’m packing this Nina, still don’t wait in no lobbies 
Hear my voice through they speaker, these women want to confine me
Shit, I need me a demon to suck me right through my Tommy’s 
I’ma hit your spot, you gone put me on your pedestal
No this shit can’t ,  cause I’m knowing I can’t never lose 
Take that on the hop, shit that’s something I can’t never do 
Run up on my block, and I promise I’ll metal move

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