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Rappers rap and trappers trap
This beat got me on my shit again
We always gon' win again
Big rackets like Wimbledon
Hittin' 'em back
Always on track like Spike Lee
NYC Fashion Week, I bought like ten coats
My lil' vacuum in the whip suck like she got ten throats
Niggas been goin' through it and mowin' through it
Everything get cut, but we ain't cuttin' no damn corners
We run the roads like Roadrunner
You see twelve, Warner Brother
And I ain't stoppin' at a mill, I'll achieve a bill
Nigga, I stack more green than chlorophyll
My ambition for winnin' keep me securin' deals
Started off as a player now I'm like Coach Phil
Jackson, see it's a difference when you play for rings
And when you own the whole team
What would you rather be
Think about that shit
I paint this picture vividly
Yo' bitch been feelin' me
She blamin' energy
Big bread we toastin' to success and bigger heights
We in the club just bring the bottle
We don't need all the lights, it's just hype
Spent twenty racks to get my mind right
Had to go meditate, do some shoppin' ate hella plates
Been tryin' to focus on me
Depression be all winter
Broke them hoes' backs
X-rays, we got the better pictures
The bigger pockets
The best flows
I'm the king of them shits
I write all my goals down
Ain't no left, lil' bitch
I wrote all my goals down
It's goin' up like a switch
Ain't shit gotta be broken to give junkie a fix
Like Henn and Patron, me and suckas don't mix
Told your bitch, give me neck, then apply less lip
The family's feastin' when you earnin' the meals
Build me a kingdom with the house on the hill
No manifestin' nigga this is His will
I spit the truth so I just speak how I feel
Switchin' from light to dark, we off that Henn dog
Pop the perc, don't do that shit if it's cut with that fentanyl
I'm not playin
White bitch named Roxanne
She wanna turn me up
And she got her own money
I done came up on a Audi truck
She a older bitch
Not with me for the money
She just want some dick
Even if I cum quick
Still get hers like a flash sale
So she love a nigga
Just like that
Jordan game six
God day seven
Dominate and restin
baddie in the kitchen
Cookin' breakfast 'fore I exit nigga
I'm dominatin' for real
Give her dick hard as steel
Now come sit on my grill
Bad bitch from Brazil
Rockin' red bottom heels
Off a shroom and a pill
Got her coppin' the feels
She did that before she got here B
Didn't even have to seduce her bro she fucked me for free
Difference between me and you, mentality
I let you chase the pussy while she comin' for me
She feedin' me soul rolls
We in Zanzibar vacationin
Live band behind me
A hundred bands done found me
I'm it, I'm him, low brim
Pockets above the rim
We don't lay up on niggas
Always weigh your options
Never lift, check your weight up on niggas
Art show might blow like six racks on a piece
She wanna do some shrooms first
Three grams at least
She gave me a key
Cause I'm that nigga
I feel like Jigga
Not Jay nigga, Jigga
Damn
This that
That 4.0 vs that 4.6
You ask me right in front of your bitch like
What's the difference
I tell you
$30 to $40 grand cocksucker
Now beat it
Do that shit even got wifi

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