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Supa, aha Two door, door riding, frog-eyed niggas can't see me If I pop another X pill, I'll be out my misery Crazy presi' beze' on the motherfuckin' Rollie You roll [?], I fuck around and roll I'm on slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up Slide the door up on the Aventador Lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, now I look like cockroach Hop out with a Patek on my wrist that keep the.44 Hopscotching the thot, thot I'ma fuck her at my mother spot Steady chasing the check, turned the bank into nest Cuban link 'round my neck taking a bird bath Cartier bracelet got pointers and the Audemar to match If they talking 'bout my game, they speaking all cash New [?], I can see they envy and mad I done fucked around and got in my bag (my bag) I done stayed down and got me a bag Got calculators still doing maths Gotta add up a [?] Rockstar, showing up with them bands I just jumped off a jet to a sprinter (yeah, yeah) I got Brazillians making me dinner Took a loss and it made me a winner SongtexteWearing Monclear, it ain't even winter And the wind got the clouds in the ceiling Add the money up, subtract the feeling They say slatt when we walk in the building I can't save her if she going with the fishes Copped a new gun to switch up my mission Slime shit, I ran up the digits Count it with no intermission Her best friend done gave me the dishin' I mixed up the sherbet and cookie (yeah) Off the top, roll with a groupie Have a menage when I land, ah Today I did Dior and Gucci My Off-White was lookin' like danger Three white bitches, I'm a clansmen Kendra, Khloe and Keira Came out the gutter, I made it, yeah Wallstreet moeny, Like Madoff Yeah, ahah, all that hating ain't phase us Left to bank like phase on Still ain't taking no days off Two door, door riding, frog-eyed niggas can't see me If I pop another X pill, I'll be out my misery Crazy presi' beze' on the motherfuckin' Rollie You roll [?], I fuck around and roll I'm on slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up Slide the door up on the Aventador Lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, now I look like cockroach Hop out with a Patek on my wrist that keep the.44 Hopscotching the thot, thot I'ma fuck her at my mother spot Icy [?] you feel it in her tits (two) Money, money, callin in, when I answer phone like, what it do I keep her wet Caught a pound or two Big Ballencies Yeah, that's what the money do Yeah, she swear to God that she love me I was just pouring out the bubbly I was filling up drinks with this muddy Draco with me, it ain't about my money Got a [?] and they on me We got and get [?] some Naomis My house a exhibit, it's [?] I was rocking some Off-White Timbs Let's go! Two door, door riding, frog-eyed niggas can't see me If I pop another X pill, I'll be out my misery Crazy presi' beze' on the motherfuckin' Rollie You roll [?], I fuck around and roll I'm on slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up Slide the door up on the Aventador Lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, now I look like cockaroach Hop out with a Patek on my wrist that keep the.44 Hopscotching the thot, thot I'ma fuck her at my mother spot Two door, door riding, frog-eyed niggas can't see me Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Crazy presi' beze' on the motherfuckin' Rollie Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I'm on slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up Slide the door up on the Aventador Hop out with a Patek on my wrist that keep the.44 Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Aus Songtexte Mania