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All my shit up on me hit
Glock nine right up on my hip
Spent like ten up on one fit
I keep going I swear I don't miss
Mix my Balenci' with Rick
I crash out about my chips
I came up I'm finally rich
Can't no nigga tell me shit
Yadigg
I'm getting richer and richer and richer
I just been living up on my own time but I'm still gon' drop 300k for a Richard
And when I shoot, only aim for the neck lil' bitch ain't nothing less, I be balling like Richard
I get check and break bread with my brothers, I been dropping dimes like my last name was Fisher
My diamonds shining up on a young nigga, when I walk around they be looking like glitter
That bitch a bird, I can't f*ck with no thot, she gon' go tell the world like it's mother fucking Twitter
When I wake up in the mother fucking morning, I check my account and just count up them figures
I had to put all my money aside, I was counting so much started hurting my fingers
Said I'm undefeated lil' nigga
Nobody can tell me shit
I been getting money since a young nigga, I ain't ever had to move a brick
And my main homie keep a stick
False move, he gon' let it rip
F*ck a Kim, bitch I need a Keyshia
Maybe then she gon' get a ring
Swear to god she more than a fling
New cuban, now she wanna link
Deathlock a nigga, call me Sting
Move with killers, nigga like Hinx
And we still driving foreign cars
And we still buying out the stores
See this tennis chain from a far
.223's rip his ass apart
And lil' shordy said that I'm a star
And she told me I'm a make it far
On another planet no mars
She my lil' treasure Bruno Mars
And I'm still gettting fettuccine
And I'm still counting up ziti
Call lil' shordy up, she said she ready
Said she always down to get some fetti
Drip like five figures, no Headie
This money come my way like I'm Fetty
I'm winning like everyday, where's the confetti?
I move with a saint around me like I'm Teddy
Diamonds froze on me, Cold Stone
Money moves, can't talk on the phone
When I'm by myself, I'm not alone
Right beside me, hoe I keep a pole
All my shit up on me hit
Glock nine right up on my hip
Spent like ten up on one fit
I keep going I swear I don't miss
Mix my Balenci' with Rick
I crash out about my chips
I came up I'm finally rich
Can't no nigga tell me shit
All my shit up on me hit
Glock nine right up on my hip
Spent like ten up on one fit
I keep going I swear I don't miss
Mix my Balenci' with Rick
I crash out about my chips
I came up I'm finally rich
Can't no nigga tell me shit
Can't no nigga tell me shit
Can't no nigga tell me shit
Yadigg
Yadigg
Yadigg
All my shit up on me hit

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