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Yeah, ay, okay I do not play by the rules (Devo this shit hard) I do not play by the rules, they can not slow me down They see that I'm makin' moves, want be my homie now Shawty is dating ol' dude, but she wanna blow me now Don't tell me what you gon' do, you gotta show me now I'm in the city with biddies They showin' they titties, they fuckin' with me Pull up to Dyckman, Dominican shorties, be really be lookin' O.D. Moncler coat in the NYC with a P.Y.T and she all on me Cartier shades and it's dark outside But I only got 'em on 'cause I'm high O.D. Move like Obama, I just bought a llama I named it Osama, it solve all the drama Just got a comma, spent that on my momma 'Cause being dead broke ain't a family trauma I'm givin' all of these hood niggas hope Showin' them niggas, ain't gotta sell dope Take a percentage and show you the ropes Business is business, you know how that go I got the money, the fame, and bitches I'm fuckin' your misses, she really don't love you I'ma just fly her ass out of the country And play with the kitty, but never gon' cuff you Five star meals when I eat these days My homie just told me I'm boujee Friday night's in the L.A lights, let's make a fuckin' movie I do not play by the rules, they can not slow me down They see that I'm makin' moves, want be my homie now Shawty is dating ol' dude but she wanna blow me now Don't tell me what you gon' do, you gotta show me now I'm in the city with biddies They showin' they titties, they fuckin' with me Pull up to Dyckman, Dominican shorties, be really be lookin' O.D. Moncler coat in the NYC with a P.Y.T and she all on me Cartier shades and it's dark outside But I only got 'em on 'cause I'm high O.D. Get that gas and I roll that gas And I hit that gas, now I'm high so fast Rolls Royce Wraith with a V-12 engine I'ma hit that gas, I'ma swerve right pass Young rich nigga, I don't take no shit I'll beat a nigga ass 'cause I ain't no bitch Ain't no cap 'cause it's real life nigga 'Cause it ain't no script and it ain't no skit Flex O.D. 'cause I made me a milli' And I did it own my own, I'ma childhood rough Bad bitch with me and she off that stuff By twelve I'ma f*ck, if she's cuffed that's tough You think you know but you really don't know I had to choose the right path I would go Could've sold drugs 'cause I really was poor But I was smart, man, I know how that go I do not play by the rules, they can not slow me down They see that I'm makin' moves, want be my homie now Shawty is dating ol' dude but she wanna blow me now Don't tell me what you gon' do, you gotta show me now I'm in the city with biddies They showin' they titties, they fuckin' with me Pull up to Dyckman, Dominican shorties, be really be lookin' O.D. Moncler coat in the NYC with a P.Y.T and she all on me Cartier shades and it's dark outside But I only got 'em on 'cause I'm high O.D.
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