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the pool in it
Bullet Numbers
Cop some guns, fully loaded, small tech
Give you a leverage, hate killed by itself
Praying on my downfall, aim is the mansion
and many more that we have in store kick in the door wave in the fouelr four this is some thing that you can ignore any thing is any thing when we looking
Asta I cannot give up
I get way too high bitch im right by the sun
Smoke too much dope and I can't feel my lung
I ball in my city like Jeremy Lin
Ain't
What's the word bbs?
We still out here
Still doing it my way
Pull up in mhm, she act like she know
She do this all the time, cause we been here
asiago
I don't need the bands cause I feel I hit the lotto
We got bitches and bongs and woods up in the Tahoe
He stuck by my side so I cop him a Murciélago
we pouring up some lean
Bitch I wanted Gucci, but she bought me Celine
Mix it with Supreme, balling on these niggas and I feel like Yao Ming
Hit him in
(no)[01:36.83]I'm feeling too good (good)[01:38.51]Might pour me some lean (lean)[01:40.30]I walk in the store (store)[01:42.05]I copped new Celine
Ounce by ounce, putting in together
Small amounts, adding up to make a work of art
First of all you need a good foundation
Otherwise it's risky from
Ounce by ounce, putting in together
Small amounts, adding up to make a work of art
First of all you need a good foundation
Otherwise it's risky from
the house and it's all you heard
I just whipped up a new Celine
I just whipped up new Maserati truck
Cookin' by the sink with the fire up
Burned down
Twenty pidgeons in my pocket
I'll reach heaven like a rocket
I'm gonna die young
I just wanna have some fun
Plently dollars by the side
Everybody
V-lone
I can walk in the store and I ain't got no shirt on
And these niggas be watchin' some motherfuckin' drones
And these niggas gon' copy some
stay in the sky
Find me floating
With the birds
On a cloud coming by
Cause I'm
Moving past the small talk
Moving past all the small talk
Moving past
They judge you by your past and try to predict your future
But I got kings in my bloodline, I'm Mensa Musa
My dad came from Africa, he was the first
Then you see 'em in the streets and niggas speak, they be cappin', we too active
He got shot up by some shit he said in his caption
I just seen
Hoes in the world, trying to play it sweet
Knowing damn well that they wanna freak
Some do this for maybe a week
And then it's cool to get up under
Hey look at me in my lifted truck
I’m gonna run you over I dont give a fuck
Driving right past you going 25 over
Oh you’re in my way let me give your
I’ll be in my dream wraith, chilling with a pornstar
Knock her out with back shots give that bitch some more stars
Hit last night she coming back, she
Anything you want in the world
Anything you want in the world
Give it up to me
Nothing too big or small
Anything you want you can make it yours
Anything you want in the world
Anything you want in the world
Give it up to me
Nothing too big or small
Anything you want you can make it yours
know what time it is
Ain't sliding unless you riding it
Bitch I'm way to high for this
On god I is
Quick to put a tip in like Tekashi
Watch me
You come
should look for something new
Should experience some cold to see his fire
Should go to the mountaintop alone
Then he knows where the panther is
In her
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
boots, singing
Erykah Badu to herself
Leaning her head against the window
And thank you to the way my father one time came back in a dream
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