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thought she get a ring around her finger
Got rid of her real quick turns out she a fuckin swinger
I go through more paper than a media house printer
Eighty

Now let me tell you what I'm rapping about
Love sex and drugs and Virgil Louis Vuitton
I'm Corleone you can call me the don
Come Kiss my ring
Bling
Made

It's been a while we should trade up trade up
You know where I been at since day one day one
I was out in East Park you already knew that
But things

at the function when we pop out the scene,
No assumptions, we go hunting when you fuck with the team
Keep it coming with that hot shit that we drop every week
We

Them niggas wanna take me out they don't wanna take me off
Cause I'm really the best hoe that's how i explain it all
And I'm just too special like

now
Bitch I'm laser-focused like Kobe, and I'm really ballin' out
They gon' try to put me inna box like a GameCube, but bitch I'm an all around
Yes

I love you
Aye, is it lost love I'm out of my lane
Fuck me good I'm in a daze
She got her eyes on my safe
She come in the party with Jakes
And she

I got 40 niggas back in the trap house
Each got a bitch and a map out
Navigate my way to the top
And I won't ever stop till I ring all your necks off

further
Yeah we movin' further
Yeah we movin' further
Yeah we movin' further
If I take another L niggas ring the bell
I ain't even make it up they be

thang out the trunk nigga
Naw that ain't what you want
You gone fuck around and get yo ass hit with a pump
You gone fuck around and probably lose your

disguise

You laugh your way out of things
Talk about all of your rings and all your blings
But behind everything is someone sinking

Now i'm
Jumping in

cut you free
From that leash you hide
From
Three strikes, on yo knees
No need to be begging please
If you want a peace
You gotta go out and find some

Hahahaha
Yeah this what we came out here for
This what we here to do
Check it...
Press play, go and get to movin'
Lil baby got some back then I

You Say You Love Me And You Gotta Prove It right now
My fans need me they don't want me out the mic down
Step to da plate for my heart and you bet

my chips
But this girl something else let me check out this list
Geesh
You light my fire
I feel alive
With you baby
You blow my mind
I'm satisfied
I

better believe it
Got her in a kingsize presidential suite, shit
We tryna hit a lick, run up in your crib
Take everything, gold chain, gold ring, oh man,

and make it disappear like magic
Can get out of any jam because I don't panic
I love them big booty bitches that be rachet
You do too much talking you ain't

Yeah, mic check
They don't wanna see me be great, that's why everybody wanna hate
And I came straight out the South Florida state, smokin' on them

a stack out my fucking pocket
It's time to flex
It's time to flex
It's time to flex, yeah, yeah
It's time to flex
It's time to flex
It's time to flex, yeah,

With a wifey that'll have us yellin' out "Yes, ma'am"
Also with the label that I'm buildin' from the ground up
I really wanna help creators get their

of time, terminative mind, I advise
To step out the path, maintaining a crash
You talking to your wifey, while I go and slap her ass
Too close to call but

stay out my head
I'm tryna get in the bread
This shit wild though
How a nigga use the flow
On the beat riding
Day out and night in
They say in this rap

won't last for too long
I just want you to know
I just want you to know
Was it the late fights on game night the bell rings too soon
The moonlight burns

The things you forgot to forgive she cannot
You calling me out you know I don't stop
She saw the jackpot everyone love the drip shop
I don't want to listen