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If you ain’t built for war
Don’t do no dirt without your head up
Don’t mastermind no crime if you ain’t never seen the devil
They smile front of yo face
That bitch ain’t even no saint
My past is full of them snakes
The blood is drippin like paint
Prepare for rainy days
The Rolls Royce came with the umbrellas
The Maybach got 2 seats
The chauffeur drive us to the venue
Them racks I put in a safe
This money I feel like a Bank
Her ass I love when it shake
Throw hunnits I feel like a bank
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Blowin trees for my mind
I ain’t fucking up liver
Bitches on the side
Ain’t no time I can give her
Sip sip sip sipping on some sizzurp
Bad bitch and her friend wanna scissor
Good girl but she turn to a sinner
Type of girl make you buss when you in her
Wine n dine if I’m really fuckin with cha
Type of bitch that would really make you miss her
No stone plane Jane on my Richard
GIA certified baby this a blizzard
Bottomless mimosas
She just waiting on her dessert
Told her pop it in the Rolls Royce
I ain’t waiting round for later
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If you ain’t built for war
Don’t do no dirt without your head up
Don’t mastermind no crime if you ain’t never seen the devil
They smile front of yo face
That bitch ain’t even no saint
My past is full of them snakes
The blood is drippin like paint
Prepare for rainy days
The Rolls Royce came with the umbrellas
The Maybach got 2 seats
The chauffeur drive us to the venue
Them racks I put in a safe
This money I feel like a bank
Her ass I love when it shake
Throw hunnits I feel like a bank
Throw hunnits I feel like a bank
Throw hunnits I feel like a bank
Throw hunnits I feel like a bank
Throw hunnits I feel like a bank
Throw hunnits I feel like a bank