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can't blame me (mmm-mmm)
Seen 'em come, seen them bitches go, and they was payin' me (every time)
I done been broke, seen it rain, it ain't a thing

Yeah, I did my damn thing

In a European, speeding in the fast lane
(Skrrt) excited 'bout my last play
I filled up my last safe (yeah)
Your watch tell me

got shit I gotta pay 
So If you ain't payin the tab then it ain't shit I gotta say 

Runnin they runnin they runnin me down 
All on my insta got cake by

go to the mall and we kick it like Bruce Lee
She always choose me
Cuz that is my baby her neck gonna do things
Louis purse and Gucci shirt
Lemme see

sorry if I'm not the one for you
But do you see the things I work so hard to do
And girl if you don't know by now it's overdue
And even tho I'm high I'm

Alyx bracelet on my wrist
zippers and laces on my ricks
Yeah I spent your savings on my fit

Shorty, what you doin' for a Louis belt
Love and Loyalty, I

the pipe please
And they say I’m the GOAT bitch I might be
And my chain stay on frozen like ice cream
In my crib I’m surrounded by nice things
I be rockin’

him
Huh they love to hate on me
Hole in one the way I'm stackin' up all of my green
And the only L's I take are followed by a V
Louis V, get it?
Imma,

of alligator

Only thing that turn me on is a m’f sack
When I leave the crib they say I’m lookin like a snack
Now I got the wallet to match my Louis bag
invest

out of my ear
How you ain't getting money but you hating on me
They wanna see me gone so I stay low-key
Baby you a queen only mission one thing
And I'm

Don't get your chest torn
Me and P Sean's in the whip, fully equipped
Sixteen shots in the clip, playin' the strip
Six pounds of gold, that's divided by

it's like in the mornin' when startin' your car
Aye, my career's in the air, takin' flight
Metal to his head, he look like a knight
I been doin' my lil'

on old times, while the time pass, pass me by
I'm doing bad, I'm being selfish I ain't talked to the other side, in way too long, it's hard to tell you why

ain't no such thing as turnin down

Fuck a fair one , bitch, we all gettin' down
Fuck what you did, what you niggas doin' now
Don't care about no time,

Woah, I'm doin' this shit by my lone
I finish the set and then collect the check
And after I'm back on the road
I keep it silent, won't tell on my

back off that pussy 

But I can't do that (Nah!) (ch ahh) 

Cus I'm in love wit' that gushy 

& that ass too fat (What you doin' wit' that, like?)

Sit

hour of rec
My transfer still 'round, Grant Parish ain't designated me yet
Givin' gang raw uncut for free, pay me by takin' heat
I experienced what I

from the back got you singing for real
Love how you throw it an keep it for real
That’s why I’m doin the things that I will 


Keep you for me you ain’t

money in your head, that's hypothetical
Bitch I gotta focus, money only thing on my mind
Poured a three of wok at 3:30, it was gone by five
Make all

He not finna blow it he pump faking
You already know it I'm risk taking
I can't be the same I'm reshaping

Dancin by ya self like what you doin
Girl

I told them by myself that I don't fear nobody
I still got opps that want me bodied, but them man are still living in a cell
And if I have to go

dom
Imma keep on
They know the A team will never go wrong
We always on top
Some Louis Vuitton
Imma kick it till the day that I ball
Basala ba sole
Like

Ah, yeah
Showin' love to Ash, she stood by me on my worst days
Wavy the only one that got me somethin' every birthday
People I called friends,

on kief, don't think I keep a llama
If Reese say he spot him, he got him
We do not care who you with, you get beat by your mama
That gutter, it come with