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(Haha, J Kari)
Trap in some Nikes and run that shit up
Turned to Milwaukee, I'm playin' with these bucks
Bottle this shit up and go open the club
Black-on-black on me, this shit like I'm Rug
Relapse gang, yeah, pass my cup
Tyreek Hill, I'm catchin' the sluts
Pick the wrong side then you know you gettin' flushed
Savin' that bitch, I'm turnin' that cut
Hop out and dust off that Drac' with a visit
Whip out your pistol and shoot like the Pistons
Ear rocks, I'm listenin', don't talk about no business
Percocet pack, yeah, we pop by the fifty
B-E-T, better not enter the trenches
Switchin' these bitches, in teeth like the dentist
Speakin' of Dennis, my homie a menace
Water on my neck, I flooded the pendant
Watchin' some twins, call 'em Tay and Clarke
Swervin' this Benz, dodgin' all the cops
Bitch from Chicago, she suck off the socks
Yeah, that two-seater, it look like a frog
Came with a triple, he couldn't double-cross
Pourin' up this syrup, I ain't even hear a cough
Chrome Heart, head to toe, boy, that shit cost
Johnny Dang diamonds on my neck, so flawless
Trap in some Nikes and run that shit up
Turned to Milwaukee, I'm playin' with these bucks
Bottle this shit up and go open the club
Black-on-black on me, this shit like I'm Rug
Relapse gang, yeah, pass my cup
Tyreek Hill, I'm catchin' the sluts
Pick the wrong side then you know you gettin' flushed
Savin' that bitch, I'm turnin' that cut (Keed talk to 'em)
Nah, I can't even show no love (no, sir)
Yeah, these niggas burnt bridges, can't fix that up (burnt bridges)
'Miri jeans on me, had to fill them up ('Miri)
Nigga want beef, yeah, I had to pull the chopsticks out (grr)
Yeah, I had to load 'em up (load 'em up)
Yeah, I real big P shit, so I won't pop out million dollars, know the slimes with us (legit)
And I got a big bankroll, I can't fold it up (Keed talk to 'em)
Get it in, get it out (let's go, woo)
If I don't get my M's, nigga get popped (say what?)
Nigga goin' hard and then soft
Caught jet lag, so I hit the loft
Two-fifty screen jack, why we on frost? (Ayy, jack)
Thought I was playin' Madden way I went Goyard
Like Unc' Bunny house, old whips in the yard
Bitch suck dick, go stupid, retarded
Trap in some Nikes and run that shit up
Turned to Milwaukee, I'm playin' with these bucks (Slimeball)
Bottle this shit up and go open the club
Black-on-black on me, this shit like I'm Rug
Relapse gang, yeah, pass my cup
Tyreek Hill, I'm catchin' the sluts
Pick the wrong side then you know you gettin' flushed
Savin' that bitch, I'm turnin' that cut
Everything expensive, diamonds white like tissue
I'm all in her stomach, she ain't givin' no givers
Red just like Elmo, but I never giggle
Junkie drip to the ground, they tell me, "Don't litter"
Soon as I walk in the bank, I'm a missile
X marks the spot, yeah, we bomb with these missiles (bitch)
She got done moppin' this dick and you kissed her (bitch)
He got hit in his stomach and got turned to a shitter