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I-i-i
Phew, phew.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give a fuck 'bout what you think (woah, i-i-i)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't like that ho, she stank (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank (i-i-i-)
Yeah it's donny darko, niggas stole your coco (i-i-i-)
Better call the popo, oh yeah, dodging popo (woah)
Shorty got to get in a chokehold (huh?)
Try to get inside, I don't know 'em (yeah)
On a private jet like woah-woah
Cranberry red it's ro-ro
Hold up, let me call my bro-bro
Young nigga hangin' out of the four-door (woah)
Too many bad bitches it's trouble (a stack)
You need 'em a stack, double.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give a fuck 'bout what you think
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't like that ho, she stank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank (huh? brr)
Most of these niggas be bozos (bozos)
Fucked your bitch in the cho-cho (cho-cho)
Chanel on me, that's coco (what?)
Most of my bitches sell cuckoo (woah)
Mixed the green with the yellow, that's azul (woah)
I was on the beam with a rp (woo)
I was so high like a top form
Just gave fifty racks to my goon (yeah, yeah)
I'm rich as bitch, laugh to the bank like, 'ha, ha, ha, ha' (hmm, rich as a bitch)
I'm on that gta shit, I'm on a rp, yeah, ten ten ten
Like your bitch on my whip, my maybach got that extra tint-tint, tint-tint
I'm so rich, they keep tryna judge me
They don't fuck with my sin-sin, sin-sins
Every time that she suck my- (ah)
I'm so respectful that I grin-grin, grin-grin
Ha, ha, ha...
Come on uzi, let me get that tank nigga I'ma grab them keys (come on)
Call up my eses out in texas, kill you for a couple ps
You wanna talk cars in here, talk broads in here, man I got him beat
I don't give a fuck 'bout what these niggas talkin' 'bout, in the party I got 'em geeked (geeked)
Ha, give a fuck 'bout what you think
Ha, I be laughing to the bank
Ha, don't like that ho she stink
Ha, I be laughing to the bank.
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