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I got rich rapport, can't do it like me
Rich for sure, come here, your body on tea, yeah
Slide to the crib, put your body on me (on me)
Just hit my telly, I been waitin' all week (yeah, yeah)
Just hit my telly, I been waitin' all week (yeah, yeah)
But I had to tell em no, the work it ain't free
Hold like fifty in my jeans, Acne (mm, mm)
Niggas talkin' but they ain't gon' at me
Nigga ain't goin' out sad, pull up with the whole arbitrage
Nigga be goin' out sad, ain't got no cash, ain't got no sauce, yeah
Had put on for the guys, on my mama, on my pops, yeah
I'm blowin' big dope, I ain't never gon' stop (yeah)
Know I be bringin' the pounds, I'm flyin' it coast to coast
Lil bih goin' for rounds, I flashed the money, she chose, yeah, yeah
I ain't gon judge lil baby, go get it, dance on the pole
I was just fucked up for real, now I be innat Saint Laurent
I got rich rapport, can't do it like me
Rich for sure, come here, your body on tea, yeah
Slide to the crib, put your body on me (on me)
Just hit my telly, I been waitin' all week (yeah, yeah)
Just hit my telly, I been waitin' all week (yeah, yeah)
But I had to tell em no, the work it ain't free
Hold like fifty in my jeans, Acne (mm, mm)
Niggas talkin' but they ain't gon' at me
(Niggas talkin' but they ain't gon' at me)