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 [Verse 1] 
Tatted tears for my ... doin' bids in they 40s 
The height a nigga go to for a penthouse with garages 
Keep my hand on the hammer, feds on the scanner 
Bun b in my blood, pimp c as I chatter 
Ridin' dirty but my watches, I just took my bitches shoppin' 
Just landed in detroit, I got a bitches ... 
All that talkin', it ain't nothin' 
Rozay comfy in the pocket 
Tatted, bridge water runnin' traffic like a faucet 
Heroin on hollow tips, may I sit you with the highest? 
No fly zone, mufucker I'm the flyest 
Go and pay your rent, my new dicky covered in lint 
Canary pinky ring I've got peta all on my dick 
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I just pulled up to the office, time to link up with my partners 
Bring a quarter to the table, we can go and get a dollar 
Put my bitches all on hold, crackers hit me up the road 
They gon' break off any way or time to do it for your woes, wazzup? 
They say them killas lookin' for me, wuzzup? 
They say them people askin' questions, wuzzup? 
They say them slidas slidin' on me, wuzzup? 
They say my number's gettin better, wuzzup? 
[Verse 2] 
Photoshoot fresh, four cubans layin' on my chest 
Nigga hatin' from the stars, still I wish 'em the best 
Killa' with no regrets, chinchilla, so finesse 
Testosterone hella high, survived by gettin' by 
Polish up all your flaws, you can't be fuckin' ... 
Finally made it to the majors, stealing bases of course 
Giving bitches your money, she giving it to your dog 
He who pillow talkin' the longest, may you rest in the mob 
48 ..., my dogs a ... 
Duck-tape robert greene, make him read the qu'ran 
Dollars on my neck, bgk on my sweats 
Cartier frames, belaire on my breath 
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