Ha-ha, yeah
Ha-ha, chyeah
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Purple tint in the whip, purple drink, let me sip, lil’ boy, I’m him
[?] in the whips so you can’t see me, boy I ain’t goin’ to the bin
Crack cocaine, got sniffed, and I had premium and I used to sell them it
Too many drugs, I had to govern the bando, come like the parliament
She fallin’ in love, I had to tell her I’m sorry, I don’t have the heart for this
I’m one of them ones, I’m one in a million, I stay on the tip of your tongue
I’m one of them ones, the prettiest demon that you’ve seen under the sun
Hm, seein’ it through (Phew, yeah), bird’s-eye view (Cmon, chyeah)
GT coupe (Cmon, cmon), see me move (Cmon, cmon)
Handle my tool (Cmon, cmon), smokin’ a fool (Cmon, cmon)
Mafia crew (Cmon), shinin’ my shoe (Cmon, chyeah)
Life in hell (Cmon), anything sells (Cmon, yeah)
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[?] match
[?] chiropracting
The baby might arch her back
Just look at the Ferrari, swag
Smokin’ Ferrari gas
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