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Nigga better than me, naw
You can't find that (You can't find it)
Finna kill you lil' niggas, yeah
My mind set (yeah, my mind set)
Shittin' on these niggas
They keep askin' if I signed yet
(Is he signed yet?)
Askin' other niggas' hoes can they
Be mine yet? (yeah, you mine)
Been in the chair for an hour
Ain't got a line yet (Goddamn)
Fresh-ass bald fade dippin' every time, jack
(My shit dippin')
I'm the nigga always runnin'
Through your bae mind (I'm the nigga)
No number on her, but I'm gettin face time
(Gettin' face)
Stars keep shootin' in my ceiling
In the day time (In that Wraith)
Yeah, I'm shootin' shit like Redick
From the trey line (From the trey)
Boostin' up my credit with these trade lines
(Bitch)
If the Clan walk in, it's a bank in here
(It's a bank)
Bust down a Backwood, put an eighth in there
(Put an eighth) throwin' ice in my cup
Put some drank in there (Pour me up)
It was fish sticks on my plate
Now it's steak on there (Big steaks)
It was Buicks in my parking spot
Now it's Wraiths in there (Double-R)
It was K-Swiss on my feet
Now it's Maisons there (Maisons there)
Louboutins bleedin' with the spikes
This my favorite pair (This my favorite)
Niggas actin' like we got a problem
We can take it there (On God)
Put a fifty on a nigga head
We ain't playin' fair (Hell nah)
Throw a party
All the bitches know ain't no vodka here
If the Clan pullin' up
Bitches stop and stare (They stare)
Closet full as shit
But I still ain't got shit to wear
Ain't no sale goin' on at Gucci
But I'm shoppin' there
(yeah, I'm shoppin' there)
FaceTime with a bad bitch while
I'm in the chair (In the chair)
Remember mama used to beat my
Ass in that highchair (I remember)
Told her we ain't stressed
About no bills, yeah, they taken care
(yeah, I got it)
Stop bringin' up these hoes
I don't care about (Can you stop?)
All the bad bitches wanna know my whereabouts
(Damn) seven-fifty on the shirt and I
Ain't even wear it out (Goddamn)
If she pull up to this crib
I'm gon' wear it out
(I'm gon' wear it out)
I be prayin' that my niggas
Don't air it out (Pray that they don't)
Fear of Gods on me only
Thing I'm scared about
(Only thing I'm scared)
All these hundreds in this box
I'm tryna tear 'em out
(Tryna tear 'em out)
Too many niggas in our section
We gon' clear 'em out
(It's too many niggas)
BucksClan eatin', ain't no starvin' us
(Ain't no starvin' us)
Yeah, we ballin', ain't no guardin' us
Bad bitch, she marvelous (Marvelous)
In a Rolls-Royce, brought the stars with us
(Stars with us) she ain't got no edges
She ain't in the car with us