Big racks, I do that
New checks, I get that
Play fight, I took that
Bad b#tch, I hit that
New guap, I had that
Good fam, you know that
Extra cool, I kick back
Icy wrist, I froze that
Baller, I shoot that
In a four door posing with brody
Baller, swish like Kobe
New
Catch me laid back cooling in Biscayne
With a bad b#tch in LA
Kick back, big rings {?}
{Hook}(x2)
Serve out a black whip, I do this
Pull up in the dark he clueless
Designer sound expensive, but a foreign {?}
Wrist just won’t stop blinging
Two new chains they clinking
Curtain drapes Versace
Some where making it cloudy
New G-Star down
Money inside the Lamb
Flossing with my women
On the top floor get the vision
Versace shaded vision
Luigi green racks
Just stuffed in my wallet
Pull up in that red whip, Mario karting
{Hook}(x2)
Serve out a black whip, I do this
Pull up in the dark he clueless
Designer sound expensive, but a foreign {?}
Wrist just won’t stop blinging
Two new chains they clinking
Curtain drapes Versace
Some where making it cloudy
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