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He's one of a kind
Yeah, yeah
Goddamn, I love wakin' up to some money
And a baddie that rub on my baller tummy
She gotta love me, I know she know that I'm him
And that's exactly what she tellin' all her friends
I'm in the wind, one-ten, that's how it is
I pull up and slide again
But it's no love lost, I'm a whole damn boss
I ain't sparin' no expense, I paid the whole damn cost
When God made me, He used the whole damn cloth
One of one, I'm from the land where
Them niggas gon' ask you where you from
From the east side of Lambo', straight off the 91
Yeah, Carson in the house
Came a long way from sleepin' on my granny couch
Went from ridin' buses to us drivin' buckets
To pullin' out the dealership like, "Nigga, fuck it"
Make the car start when you push a button
Nigga really got it out the mud, bitch, you can't tell me nothin'
Like, tomorrow, I'ma get in my bag
Gas the whip, don't be movin' too fast
Psych, I lied, put a hundred on dash
It's too live in these streets, but you knew that
Like, we lit, but it come with a tax, oh
No, we ain't goin' out sad, no
In these streets, you ain't gettin' no pass, dawg
Don't get it fucked up, I, I been in my bag
And don't get it fucked up, I, I been in my bag (Oh, oh)
Don't get it fucked up
Wait, hold up, I'm finna turn this bitch up
Like your new weave, let's get it straight
No, I'm not a lame, bitch, that nigga in your face
Like corona, treat me like you know or I'm givin' you space
Life a gamble, don't you play with me, you only get one take (Come on)
I lost niggas, you lost money, that ain't shit
Get it back, make it flip, no vacation, take a trip
They trippin' where I stay and it ain't never 'bout a bitch
Flip the switch, it's on with whoever on my list
Checkmate, when you go out with me, it's
Like your birthday, it's the best day
When they hear that you fuck with me, I know what they gon' say
"Girl, he ain't this and he ain't that," 'cause they want your place
Correction, I got in a new bag when I seen your face
Like, tomorrow, I'ma get in my bag
Gas the whip, don't be movin' too fast
Psych, I lied, put a hundred on dash
It's too live in these streets, but you knew that
Like, we lit, but it come with a tax, oh
No, we ain't goin' out sad, no
In these streets, you ain't gettin' no pass, dawg
Don't get it fucked up, I, I been in my bag
And don't get it fucked up, I, I been in my bag (Oh, oh)
Don't get it fucked up
Yeah, ain't shit changed, it's the same me
Papa got a brand-new bag and it ain't cheap
Treat Air Forces like white tees, wear them bitches one time
Live my life on go, I ain't never heard of no stop sign
Bitch, I'm that guy, nothin' like them niggas, they are not fly
Oh my, these eleven hundreds, these are Off-White
Yes, I'm somethin' like that nigga, wait
Bitch, I am that nigga, let me make that shit more clearer, hold up
Had the Michael Kors before I had the Rollie
I used to wear the Curry before the Creed was on me
Think about that shit when you be hatin' on me
But how you niggas mad? A nigga made it, homie
Like, tomorrow, I'ma get in my bag
Gas the whip, don't be movin' too fast
Psych, I lied, put a hundred on dash
It's too live in these streets, but you knew that
Like, we lit, but it come with a tax, oh
No, we ain't goin' out sad, no
In these streets, you ain't gettin' no pass, dawg
Don't get it fucked up, I, I been in my bag
And don't get it fucked up, I, I been in my bag (Oh, oh)
Don't get it fucked up