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Akachi on the beat, lil' bitch Fuck what they said, I said I’m hot Yeah, I'm cocky, I need 8 bitch Pulled up Walmart, I need Ziplocks My bitch tip-top shape in the crop-top Plus we in the Benz, and you bet it's a droptop Oh my, oh no, need more polo Pulled up, Macy’s, I shop too much, uh Nike white socks, lil' black, check on Nike black socks, lil' white. check out Check out my new check That's 10 times 10 what yours is then add 4 bands My shit too much, fuck this, I'ma need a lot more I'ma need the top off, I'ma need the head then it's Uber I don’t drop off Hotter then a naked bitch lickin’ up hot sauce I'ma buy a Benz, then i’ll crash it in a lake, shit I don't punch in, gotta rap, one take shit Messed up, run that back, no need to Robot butler, R2D2, uh One breath, no cap, all that, yeah, niggas really wanna do that Never like Joey, pockets gettin' doughy Bitches wanna know me, some niggas talk, look Rollie lookin' snowy, young doldier Bitches wanna skull me, come over SongtexteI don’t wanna fuck though, just kiss, nah I don't wanna kiss you, lick dick, bitch Rude, these bitches callin' me rude I don't give a fuck 'bout you, boo I don't give a fuck 'bout your crew I'm finna fuck on them too These bitches callin' me Dad We finna have a good time Joey be gettin' them mad Joey be switchin' the flow He got like infinite rhymes Niggas we came from the porch I used to be flippin' them dimes, over Akachi on the beat, lil' bitch Red lean look like Clifford Aus Songtexte Mania