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Flexing with this fit don't need no stylist bitch
Get my money different colors like my diamonds bitch
20s 50s 100s yeah I like that shit!
Throw some bands

Rockstar shit
Get the party lit
Talk my shit
Fuck about a bitch
Lose my shit
Yeah I'm on the fritz
I'm goin in
Rage in the pit
Fit too clean
Can't

of the raps, I wrote full of crack, so

Swag like this, my wrist, my kicks, my drip, my fists, my flare
All my shit, my hits, my fits, I need, now tell them,

the salt 

I was a kid selling shit ain't know shit tryna fit in washing dishes 
Then my homie flipped I had to take the fall 

I was hitting licks way

Money man
Money man
Money man
I gotta get to the money man
Money man
Money man
I got that shit that won't fit in a rubberband
Money man
Money man

on the ceiling (oh my)
Try me, shit fit in my jeans, don't need Balmain
Talkin', all you do is talkin', be honest (oh my)
Lil' bitch makin' love, then askin'

Every blunt I roll got to be stuffed
Smoking that pack this shit got me stuck
Too much p's yeah fit a whole truck
Shawty sip migo's now she drunk

down bails by the zips,
Hit the shit wit the fit 
Breaking down bails by the zips,
Quarter brick on my wrist 
Breaking down bails by the zips,
Got

wet like it’s Fiji yeahh
I’m talking bout dream after dream shit
Clean fit after clean fit
Keep it a bean bitch
Keep that shit a bean bitch
I’m talking

with molly and the gas
Millies on millies, I'm breaking the bank (Yeah, yeah)
Shit can't fit in my bag (My bag)
Shit can't fit in my Gucci (My Gucci)

Yeah
Aye the tempo crazy on this bitch
Let's go uh

Mane I'm to legit
I been on my my shit
Haters have a fit
When they see me
Cause I'm looking like

tour bus
This some rockstar shit
In a rockstar fit
In a rockstar crib
With a rockstar bitch
This some rockstar shit
In a rockstar fit
In a rockstar crib

I belong o
When it's my it's time I know too well
Forever I'll shine
(Oh)
Plenty things I wey I don see
Nobody fit tell me shit
I dey grind and I no

I'm cool just look My Wrist
I come thru stepping on shit
I'ma put that shit on just look at my fit
Just look me, look at my bitch
And you know dat my

to ride with the gang, ya dead wrong
Wake up every morning, yeah, put the fit on
Nigga talk shit? Its okay he get shit on
I got a new flow every week, it

trick this shit fits in any genre
How do you claim that your ripping up the syllables 
And killing all the minimals that's the beyond ya (Wooh!)
I'm not

Dey lead people committing Suicide oh oh
Omo me I no know wetin go sup
Another man fit reach bustop
Everybody working to be on top
But life shit fit

PATHETIC YES I SAID IT. 

FLOW SKITS Ima eat A ritz bisk real quick and slick rick ross sized shit throwin fits glitz glitchin out the games brain just for

PATHETIC YES I SAID IT. 

FLOW SKITS Ima eat A ritz bisk real quick and slick rick ross sized shit throwin fits glitz glitchin out the games brain just for

made and I knew the shit woul'nt last
Homemade shit it fits better too, it knows how you like to move
It's like your shadow, it has your back, it has

don't say shit. It's not gonna fit"
Like damn, why she tryna fuck me?
Crazy bitch from the party, she not really for me
Take my .40, whole gang on top,

love my fit ya shit a lor baggy
Women they love me in my Hoochie daddy's
I'm going clubbing in my Hoochie daddy's
Want me pull up jus send me the addy

I ain't worried bout nothing
I just hit the mirror, check the fit, this shit bussin
A couple missed calls, I ain't calling back for nothing
That's

See, I'm ahead of them, Asiwaju
I'm a fucking baller, Ighalo ni mi
No man fit talk shit to me
Ni ilu mi, you go collect o
See, omo na me dey lead,