We celebrate
We celebrate, we poppin’ bottles
Everyday we lit
I bought my b#tch a brand new Glock she always clutching sh#t
Don’t triple cross us, yeah, she always quick to blow that b#tch
Cuz ‘nem got me (Got me)
Racks up in my pocket (Racks up)
Wake up chase a bag like sonic
Post up deep up in the tropics
You say you out there you was pushing work but you ain’t get no profit
It’s either I die or I make it b#tch ain’t no other option (Ain’t no other option)
All black tinted, yeah, presidential
Yeah, they f#ckеd up, yeah, I go straight to the target I blow up likе a missile
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, they f#cked up damn all they got is issues
I took the b#tch you had she said she like me more she don’t even miss you (she don’t even miss you)
She don’t
She don’t
She don’t (Fye it up, fye it up)
Moving out of state, yeah
I’m so M.I.A, yeah
And they make mistakes, yeah
Boujee b#tch she talk to me
She said she wanna stay
I flew her to LA
Mase up outer space (we celebrate)
We celebrate, we poppin’ bottles
Everyday we lit
I bought my b#tch a brand new Glock she always clutching sh#t
Don’t triple cross us, yeah, she always quick to blow that b#tch
Cuz ‘nem got me (Got me)
Racks up in my pocket (Racks up)
Wake up chase a bag like sonic
Post up deep up in the tropics
You say you out there you was pushing work but you ain’t get no profit
It’s either I die or I make it b#tch ain’t no other option (Ain’t no other option)
Sold out dates (Sold out)
Yeah, how the f#ck they come in everyday (how the f#ck)
I flex up, yeah, I flex up diamonds everyday (Ok, ok, ok)
If they need designer then they always call my name (They always)
Yeah, you n#gg#s fried
Broke n#gg#s
You know they always pick a side (pick a side)
You can look up in they eyes, he a b#tch up in disguise
Everybody f#ck with us we got the vibe (we celebrate)
We celebrate, we poppin’ bottles
Everyday we lit
I bought my b#tch a brand new Glock she always clutching sh#t
Don’t triple cross us, yeah, she always quick to blow that b#tch
Cuz ‘nem got me (Got me)
Racks up in my pocket (Racks up)
Wake up chase a bag like sonic
Post up deep up in the tropics
You say you out there you was pushing work but you ain’t get no profit
It’s either I die or I make it b#tch ain’t no other option (Ain’t no other option)
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