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(Hood rich, Boomin out to get) came from Grove Park, ballin' out at Goyard
That new Bentley so hard, tell me what I owe for it
Oh Lord, drop that pussy, lemme see you get to it
Look up at the stars, I can take you up to it
You can take nap now if you ain't up to it
Got a bed full of bitches and they flowin' like fluid
Hmm, 'em niggas don't compare to me, nah, shawty I'm too player
You address my P, do it carefully, now, shawty can't you tell?
That I been on the road for a minute, in control for a minute
Know you always gotta play by the throne when I'm in it, huh
I ju' feel like we ain't got it on in a minute
Give it to you long, make you moan when I'm in it
Yeah, dope boy, trap shit, Westside, on that shit, huh
Always been him, SS, in him
Peel out, don't stop, Air Max, no socks
A hat, white tee, ooh-wee, I think auntie like me
All these bad lil' bitches I know (I know)
They follow me wherever I go (follow me wherever I go)
And I know all the shit that they like (they like)
And they know I'ma put this - in their life (they know it)
You got me thumbin' so hard it's hurtin' my hand
Get made like we in Japan
Floatin' these funds we still ain't land
She canceled all my plans
Spotlight her, she in her bag
Hatin' ass hos, see what I'm sayin'?
With an ass like hers, doin' her dance
You deserve all these bands
All the bad lil' bitches I see
They wanna fuck a nigga like me
She watchin' while I'm kickin' my P
She like to hear this lingo I speak
Yeah, ay look, shawty you can get it, you ain't nothin' but wit' it
I'm rushin' to get it and I ju' wanna touch it and feel it
I'm stuck in my feelings, and know a nigga lucky to hit it
And you ain't gotta leave the country, we stuck in the city
I feel like a fiend, you got me seein' shit in my dream (whoo)
Let me put this crown on you, make you feel like a queen (c'mon)
Checkin' out the way you walk, how you fit in them jeans
Tryna find you a spot so you can fit on the team
I want you alone, I had to put this shit in a song
When we on the phone we be poppin' shit for so long
Baby, I'm at you, catch you, snatch you (yeah)
What bank account you wanna send them racks to
Chase you, lace you, take you
I'ma mack too, I know how to act too
Cake you, hey boo, say boo
Give me world, baby, I'ma spin back through, Dro (DJ Spinz)
You got me thumbin' so hard it's hurtin' my hand
Get made like we in Japan
Floatin' these funds we still ain't land
She canceled all my plans
Spotlight her, she in her bag
Hatin' ass hos, see what I'm sayin'?
With an ass like hers, doin' her dance
You deserve all these bands
You deserve all these bands
You deserve all these bands (money)
You deserve all these bands
You deserve all these bands (go)
You deserve all these bands
You deserve all these bands (yeah)
You deserve all these bands
You deserve all these bands
You got me thumbin' so hard it's hurtin' my hand
Get made like we in Japan
Floatin' these funds we still ain't land
She canceled all my plans
Spotlight her, she in her bag
Hatin' ass hos, see what I'm sayin'?
With an ass like hers, doin' her dance
You deserve all these bands (money)
You deserve all these bands
You deserve all these bands
You deserve all these bands
You deserve all these bands (go)
You deserve all these bands
You deserve all these bands (yeah)
You deserve all these bands
You deserve all these bands
Ay man, shit overly together, get ya shit overly together
If you got damn lookin' overly together, make sure ya shit overly together
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