Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Hop up in that SRT, that b#tch a lil’ fast
Got that b#tch on my side, its gon’ shoot yo’ #ss
That boy talkin’ crazy so you know we on his #ss
I’m up off that xan and I’m up off that gas, yeah
I’m like “who the f#ck yo’ mans?”
Jugg that boy pack, I might do that sh#t again
I know that you ain’t with smoke so don’t try to pretend
b#tch tried to call me broke, I pull out like ten
Yeah, havin’ these racks, yeah, ain’t no pretend
b#tch gon’ over bands
I’m tryna count up them M’s
Me and my gang goin’ up, yeah
How could I lose when I win
Askin’ the lord, “forgive for my sins”
I’m tryna stack dividends
This b#tch wanna f#ck on the gang
Undercover jeans and the tee Helmut Lang
He flexin’ that money, he a stain
Tryna ridе my wave, b#tch stay in yo’ lane
I want the monеy, don’t care ’bout no fame
Love, money and drugs got me goin’ insane, yeah
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Dcxshy Lyrics – Pretend
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