f#ck outta here, artist
Yeah, turn up on his ex, I’m leaving the earth
I just like to flex, I’m doubling my percs
I just walk by the tonka, I just ran over the curb
I just be sippin’ on ’ I just be sippin’ on dirt
b#tch who like to get lit, she want me to take off her skirt
I just took a ten to a
Going up, so they put me on the toilet
I just went and bought Dior cause I afford it
Outside, sitting on forgy’s
Bet I do, you old head, you in your forty’s
I’m sipping on wock, you sippin’ on forty’s
We put up our Glocks, we put up our torches
We stalking out, we catch him, we getting him started
My diamonds be shinin’, my diamonds be shinin’, they gorgeous
I popped a pill last night and I’m still high in the morning
My bad so bad, a motherf#cking foreign
You see that b#tch? It’s a motherf#cking foreign
Yeah, gotta f#ck with me, but you cannot ignore me
Balenci’, Chanel, Dior, you speak Jordan
Okay I’m with a b#tch
A lil F&N, shoot up, but it
I told you n#gg#s that I’d be
I don’t give a f#ck if a n#gg# pull more views than me, that sh#t be rigged
I need ten thou’, I need ten thou’, I need ten thou’, I forget
I was right up in that n#gg# face when he me, how the f#ck did he miss?
Got me Percocet’s 30 and AMG, I’m high as a b#tch
I know these n#gg#s be mad at me, when I flood my wrist
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