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50 guns on stage before I hit the DR them boys is really created players they belong on VR my Glock got stick wit brand new optic this btch hang out like crowbar if he steal from me cut his fingers and send his shit right back in jar I just can't get in no regular cars lil baby you know I'm superstar I was mixing bars wit 3 different leans gone buy me mansion in Utah my left wrist cost a Benz track lil foreign btch count the moolah new Cuban link plain Jane Ferrari truck in Dubai we spin on shit from night to morning cmon gang why I lie pour up the tris expensive cup we don't be sipping no pie we hit his ass so many times like wtf he won't die and don't be saying my government name Babygoo what tf I go by this a new kit on my right wrist all ts I got i didn't buy padded up v pro Amir jeans Virgil tags 200k in baby chop stuff in Prada bag 19x wit vezzy on make me lag Matt black track hawk 200 the dash u can't really that shit is trash net worth gone be like Steve Nash' would take em but I give em pass bape tee buddy ass not really gas