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Hold up, hold up, yeah Staring at the jewellery got another court case N my lawyers lined up in a triangle formation When I'm droppin somethin similar to horse racing Always in the lead but that mean that your chasin Stead of goin pop id rather give em more waitin It ain't more of me that's means there's probably more fakin Dey'll be in the office I'm a be on tour tapin The rap game chuckie I'm an a&r's jason Mask on my face and they really knowin whoo I always bein the answer so your staring at da clue 9 double 1 is the next thing ya need to do No r o b b's yea I lost a couple screws You streaming in the whip retweet how I flip I'm goin live like them saturday night skits No bunnies always on my dick amg kit lit Keep the hammer and the clip too legit can't quit They know it's me I'm in the baddest caddilac in town And living color on my screens homie act a clown Somebody ever call my name out I ain't backin down They tried to test me but they can't like I'm pacqiou Fargo I'm tryin to get the dough wired I love banks no hilary and no tyra She gettin bread and plus her heads so fire She'll set your hair on FIRE like the ghostwriter SongtexteMan I had the hair she brushed Messed up turned the diamond to a fair b plus Put the rage on the lady with a pair d cups Handcuff that she bust out to tear these nuts Hundred thousand in the duffle tucked up under the arm pits Make it to the bank I know my mission is accomplished And my street distrubution is hummungous Got everybody switchin they directions like a compass Spinnin bows, hit the road and naked hoes, gettin thowed, Michelob, zipper made of mistletoe, sip a load, Jenna doo, betcha she gon give a blow, fore she go, let her know, what she did was pityful But it's ok I forgive your sins I'm the god of the bars so I get more spins If you can't see that he is me then go fix your lens Only reason I'm in the game is to get more wins Aus Songtexte Mania