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Bitch I'm stackin' up these funds for a rainy day
Quiet 'fore the storm, I start hurricanes
She my lil' fine shit, I pass her the drank
Now that I'm a rapper, I pass bro the Drac
My kinda lifestyle, it's not for the faint
Every day I face these trials, it feel like I'm running miles
I can focus on my style when there's nobody around
And I made the Loud House, 'cus I'm blowin' loud down
And it's makin' loud sounds that can be heard around town
Remember being in first grade, thinking 'bout cruisin' downtown
Now we ballin' from the ground up, yeah I got my pounds up
Please don't try to hound us, militia got they rounds up
Bae you worth these thousands, I'm tryna send you to islands
I'm tryna see you in diamonds, your last nigga was too childish
I'm in love with these stylish bitches, what's with these stylish bitches?
I got this stylish bitch, & she got my mind trippin
I'm in love with my stylish bitch, she be on her stylish shit
You sexy & stylish & you been on my mind
I'm in love with these stylish bitches, what's with these stylish bitches?
I got this stylish bitch, & she got my mind trippin
I'm in love with my stylish bitch, she be on her stylish shit
You sexy & stylish & you been on my mind
C'mon
My lil' bitch the flyest, she ride me like a pilot
I'm smokin' on the highest shelf, can't even get up higher
I look like I fine dinin, everything on me designer
Baby you fine China, let me take you to China
Took me this long to find you, felt like I was a blind one
I'm in love with these stylish bitches, what's with these stylish bitches?
I got this stylish bitch, & she got my mind trippin
In love, in love, in love, in love
I got this stylish bitch, & she got my mind trippin
In love, in love, in love, in love