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Seven months late, some Ooh Don't be bomin' 'round, askin' me 'bout so and so, ayy I just mixed the trap sauce with the do-si-do, ayy, ooh My lil' bro threw ice up in his Rollie pole, ayy You not gettin' dough, you lyin' like Pinocchio, ayy, ooh I remember I was kickin' doors, ayy Now my diamonds dance, really hittin' them folks, ayy I'll still push up, let it blow, and go, ayy Lil' bitch tryna pull up, ride like rodeo, ayy Ayy, lil' bitch, ayy, stop then go, ayy, yeah And I keep the chopper for the smoky smoke, ayy And I keep that guap for the smoky smoke, ayy, yeah Flexin' on that bitch like I'm gettin' swole, ooh, yeah, ayy Free Young Blow, ayy, they broke Lil Joe, ayy Yeah I had to stay to the day, that shit hurt my soul, ooh, yeah I remember turnin' to a two or four, ayy, yeah That's when I was wearin' big ass Coogi clothes, ooh, yeah, ayy Stack that paper, watch that shit just grow, ooh, yeah Lately, just like Luda, I been throwin' bows, ayy, yeah Pockets on Rasputia, fat like overflow, ayy, yeah It's just like my twin, my sauce overload, ooh, ayy Don't be bomin' 'round, askin' me 'bout so and so, ayy SongtexteI just mixed the trap sauce with the do-si-do, ayy, ooh My lil' bro threw ice up in his Rollie pole, ayy You not gettin' dough, you lyin' like Pinocchio, ayy, ooh I remember I was kickin' doors, ayy Now my diamonds dance, really hittin' them folks, ayy I'll still push up, let it blow, and go, ayy Lil' bitch tryna pull up, ride like rodeo, ayy Ayy, diamonds we worth, ooh, we worth diamonds Put on all my ice, change my body climate, ooh, yeah Try to take my ice, it's gon' be a riot, ayy, yeah Get that guap all day, I'm on a money diet, ooh, yeah, ayy Ayy, keep quiet, ayy, bitch, be private, ooh, ooh Water wet like pirate, ayy, high like pilot, ayy Can't worry 'bout no lil' nigga when I'm a giant, ooh, yeah I'm like Lion King, you more like king of lions, ayy If you play, Simon say, it get violent, ooh It's like if you play, bullets spray, spread like virus, ayy Like what can I say? 'Cause this shit is perfect timing, ooh Sauce the finest, smoke a nigga, leave him fryin', ayy Don't be bomin' 'round, askin' me 'bout so and so, ayy I just mixed the trap sauce with the do-si-do, ayy, ooh My lil' bro threw ice up in his Rollie pole, ayy You not gettin' dough, you lyin' like Pinocchio, ayy, ooh I remember I was kickin' doors, ayy Now my diamonds dance, really hittin' them folks, ayy I'll still push up, let it blow, and go, ayy Lil' bitch tryna pull up, ride like rodeo, ayy Aus Songtexte Mania