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Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't even know what a nigga talkin' 'bout, really Ayy, ayy I was walkin' down the street with a case of that dank I'ma beat on her face Slam it motherfuckin' shake I need motherfuckin' cake I need money up in chase I'ma pull on her lace Like the motherfuckin' Grinch, I'ma motherfuckin' take What the fake talkin' 'bout? Bitch, yes I run a sack I'm a motherfuckin' shark, you a motherfuckin' trout I need gas, I need gas, don't need no god damn ounce Need a pound of that loud I'm a dog, I'm a hound Where the blunts at? Where them runts at? I'ma punt that, you can't hunt that Where your gun at? My bitch ass fat I'ma beat her back, ayy I'm a fuckin' man, ayy The gun go, "Doo-doo-doo-doo" I like my fuckin' money blue, ayy I'm rockin G-star, Got no Trew, ayy Lil' nigga, you don't have a clue, ayy Bad bitch play with my dreads, ayy SongtexteNigga, you heard what I said, ayy She playin' with my third leg, ayy I'ma crack her open, like a god damn egg, ayy That's the money countin' She wanna bite me, quarter pounder Smokin' that gas, on Pinnacle Mountain I'm a big shark, you a damn salmon CEO, why you walk like that? Cause the bankroll and the Glock in my pants She's singin' my songs as she doin' my dance This real life, we don't cap for the 'gram Put a G-wagon in the garage Smokin' moon rocks make me moonwalk Neck on froze, like Guwop She like, "Where you from?" Bitch, I'm from Little Rock In Atlanta, I go to the cookout When you suck my dick, bitch, stick your lips out Like you play "Bop It, Twist It," I'ma tap out NV Live we gon' bring all racks out Money [?] I'm good with the rock, I might finger roll Am I a player or I'm a coach? Bitch, I'm the shit, I do what I want When I wake up, I take all my vitamins Party with the snowbunnies, they drinkin' Heineken I'm in the Wraith, she just wanna come ride in it It with some backwoods and galaxy lights in it Aus Songtexte Mania