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I don’t want no drama when I walk into the spot
Baby turn around show me everything you got
I don’t need the sex baby I just want the top
Out here making money I ain’t beefing with no opps
2020 vision, I just see the bigger picture
Margarita pitcher got tequila in my liver
I know how to hustle got it from my older sister
Big shrimp, I like eating linguine for dinner
Runnin up the bag, yea
Countin cash,yea
If I fuck with you then I give you my last, yea
I like poppin tags, yea
Throw it back, yea
Way you do it to me go these niggas mad, yea
Big mad, speed off dealer tags
She could drive stick, dick push her wig back
I don’t eat the booty, I don’t even kiss ass
But the head go dumb like the bitch skipped class
Birthday suit, swerving in the coupe
Got some money for me nigga send it through
Burberry print on my tennis shoes
Will Hill bitch, let me introduce
She gon do it for me if I like it
I’m an old school nigga want the Roley not a Breitling
Money and good pussy only way that I’m excited
And if shawty chose up then it aint no point in fighting, hol’ up