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(Taylor Michael, yeah, you goin' crazy) (Trauma Tone) Yeah She got that body I like Sent her a ticket, now she on the flight She hop off the plane, then she come get the pipe Scammin', made 50K just in one night The next day, I spent that shit all on some ice When I weigh up a turkey bag, it be precise She wanna motherfuckin' kick it Come on, let's fuck in the kitchen In the Beverly Center, I'm drippin' Yeah, yeah, just dropped her off, now she already miss me I'm never naked, I'm keeping a glizzy Ballin' just like the the bubble up at Disney She throw it back on me just like a Frisbee She throw it back so good, I bought her Fendi Her titties perky, she gon' show her cleavage Took me some plastic just to swipe in Cleveland Niggas gon' hate, they even hate the cheesy I was just four-fourin' in some Yeezys I just copped a Ruger-57, no kizzy, yeah Fastin' all night, I'm dizzy, yeah Bae, I just want your kitty, yeah SongtexteI just want motherfuckin' digits, yeah Every strain a nigga burnin' top notch Lookin' at the time on the AP bustdown stopwatch Nigga, I'm the reason why the block hot I done put the Cash App card in every Pine Hills mailbox If I get locked up, I'm runnin' my cell block I'ma lay the wood down, I'ma make her bed rock I'ma keep twins with me, two FNs with me Niggas know I'm stayin' on point, Spencer Dinwiddie Sellin' these bales out a house in Peach Tree City I just copped a Lamborghini, I ain't want the 550 Sold a Q, yeah, trap five for the nine-fifty That is not 'za on your page, it is not sticky You ain't never stick shit, nigga, you are not drillin' We ain't worried 'bout a lil' bankroll, we got millions We ain't worried 'bout a lil' car that you postin' on the 'Gram, nigga, we just cashed out on two Lams Petty-ass nigga tryna show a nigga three grams Have my shooter comin' off the bench with a stick like Lou Will, nigga, he the sixth man Sent her a ticket, now she on the flight She hop off the plane, then she come get the pipe Scammin', made 50K just in one night The next day, I spent that shit all on some ice When I weigh up a turkey bag, it be precise She wanna motherfuckin' kick it Come on, let's fuck in the kitchen Aus Songtexte Mania