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Hol 'up I done caught a wave She bout to get slayed She know I don't play I look like I get cake Bitch I'm the key to my section I'm trying to keep it refreshing I got a pill, it's an X (X) Twenty, she take it, she necking Running to the sack like a linebacker I be on your bitch, I'm a mindtracker I don't want your bitch, nigga, mine better Brand new Maserati, yeah, mine faster Everything up to date All my jury water link Told you I don't go on dates We ain't fucking, you can skate DJ pulled off midnight Have her deepthroat by mid flight Put your glass in the air, it's a good light If a shark in the water, I'm a great white You don't sip right, I'ma sit right I don't like that cat, it don't look right Put your seatbelt on, it's a rough ride I don't miss no bitch, I miss flights Songtexte Put your bottles in the section, everybody lit Audemars and new Pateks, everybody rich (Rich) Boy, that chick looking at me, come and get your bitch And she leave out of here with me, on the game she getting dick I'm in all white like a preacher I'm in the coupe with an eater (Skrrt) I'm in the trap, got a beaper I got a bitch, don't need her I count up a milli, a long day I pull up the Maserati, yeah the long way I fucked the bitch, looked at me the wrong way I put the Rollie on ice age Drink out the bottle, it's lit (Lit) Fucking the model, it's lit (Lit) Need some more bottles, it's lit (Lit) She wanna swallow, it's lit (Lit) Drink out the bottle, it's lit (Lit) Aye, fucking the model, it's lit (Lit) Need some more bottles, it's lit (Lit) Put your bottles in the section, everybody lit Audemars and new Pateks, everybody rich Boy, that chick looking at me, come and get your bitch And she leave out of here with me, on the game she getting dick Hol' up Brand new 'Rari. sitting outside, me and my dawgs (Ayy) Thirty five hundred, brand new wall, me and my dawgs Brand new 'Rari. sitting outside, me and my dawgs (Ayy) Thirty five hundred, brand new wall, me and my dawgs Aus Songtexte Mania