I’m getting busy, f#ck on a b#tch, no kizzy
I get busy, I’m on the road to a million
How many b#tches you got, I think at least in the millions
How many diamonds bussing up on that AP watch
I think it’s in the zillions, oh oh, he said he an opp
Is that a red dot, it’s on your head like an Indian
I said, I said, I did alot, rest my day
No, no, I do not play, we got some shooters
Send some shots today, still balling like 2K
Talk like this and your life still fake
We taking his life and I’m up, okay
Yeah, I think I woke up, I’m in LA
I swear, I thought I was Slay, the way that they on my dick
These fans be gay, sending me all of this hate
But you still watching my page, ZZZZ
I’d get you stepped on a stage, I get you slept for a wagе
f#ck out of my way, I’m f#cking this b#tch and she stained
She want my chips, shе want Frito-Lay, okay
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