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Ay
Out west shit, nigga
Bitch, bitch
It's chilly, I wear Gucci bomber, the Ferragamo
You're broke, we got nothin' in common, I'm not respondin'
Fuck a check up on some diamonds that's why I'm shinin'
Investigators lookin' for me, they'll never find me
It's chilly, I wear Gucci bomber, the Ferragamo
You're broke, we got nothin' in common, I'm not respondin'
Fuck a check up on some diamonds that's why I'm shinin'
Investigators lookin' for me, they'll never find me
Smokin' on a blunt, the same size as my son
Flip flop paint, watch it change in the sun
Pyrex pot, left a first degree burn
Forgiato's big so they rub when I turn
Paid a pretty penny for my necklace and my charm
Pounds comin' in, bitch, goin' in on the funk
The shit that I'm sellin', it's life-threatenin'
Junkies eat the dope for breakfast like jam and jelly
Hit the gas, puttin' a hurtin' on these Pirelli's
Servin' junkies powdered dope, gave me a chubby belly
Let's find my wrist in the pot
Water whip like I'm a chemist
No, you ain't no motherfuckin' trapper
Doper, trader image, 'cause we know that you're not
Four stoves cookin' bitch don't touch it while it's hot
I got buckshots and a shotty, I'm goin' Scottie
Set up shop on the opps while they in the party
Wait outside in a hot car, we full throttle
Throw your ass a brick of quick sand, that's how I got 'em
Tats, yeah, on my face that let you know I'm gang, gang (gang, gang)
Ask D40 with the infrared bang
Fish bowlin' the McLaren, and I'm sittin' on them thangs
But this watch that I'm wearin' a 100, but it's plain
It's chilly, I wear Gucci bomber, the Ferragamo
You're broke, we got nothin' in common, I'm not respondin'
Fuck a check up on some diamonds that's why I'm shinin'
Investigators lookin' for me, they'll never find me
It's chilly, I wear Gucci bomber, the Ferragamo
You're broke, we got nothin' in common, I'm not respondin'
Fuck a check up on some diamonds that's why I'm shinin'
Investigators lookin' for me, they'll never find me
Play around me, tough luck, you must be a dumb fuck