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Yeah, I just spent 35 grand on a humbug (Go) Half of this shit, I would've spent with the gun plug (Bitch) (Oh my God, Ronny) Nigga more strapped than a middle-aged dyke style Leave the boy layin’ where he stayin' like the bathtub Tryna keep it cool, but this bitch gon' make me act up Nigga, back up, go somewhere and get your racks up I will use my gun if I have to (Uh) Big FN, I will not need back up These bullets’ll leave a nigga tryna get sewn up (Bitch) This bitch bad, she about to get flown up Since 17, I've been livin' like a grown-up Got a big bag, now every single bitch gon' fuck Pull up in a Tonka truck lookin' like the money man I do not give a single fuck about a hunnid bands I can count that so quick with my other hand (Ooh, ooh) My brims hard, let me know who realer then (Yeah) Up a couple million, still rock a Gildan Might paint the whip all pink like I'm Killa Cam Inside the whip peanut butter like I'm Peter Pan I need my own island, Gilligan I'm sorry your bitch wanna feel a man Walk (Bhee), walk in the club, changin’ the weather They call me the new weatherman New earring same size as a CD (Ice) 85 racks, no cap, know you see these SongtexteShit look sweet, no licks come easy On my soul this shit ain’t PG (Go) I'ma sit this one out like KD Might turn 30, go bald like KG Prolly will not ’cause I am not that crazy Keep talkin' shit, I'ma wipe that baby Six Grand tee, sent the money to AB At this point, I see more water than the Navy Need a Porsche coupe same color as some gravy All tinted up, top drop, middle finger to a cop (Yeah) Niggas hate Boat 'cause I’m the most unorthodox (Fuck) Y'all know the face like a muhfuckin' chicken pox I remember when the fuck ass niggas didn't rock Now niggas know what's goin' down, word to Yung Joc (Bitch) Bitch ass nigga (Bitch) Yeah, go crazy, go stupid Ahh Go Aus Songtexte Mania