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Who this? Platna? Knice on the Sonics Turn me up, Presso I'm ballin' everyday and it's with no assists, huh You niggas [?] you play with your bitch, huh I gotta watch in my hands to put on my wrist, huh Rolex diamonds dancin', like the fish, huh Feel like God when we go gold All these diamonds on me gold Bitch, keep vibin', we gon' grow, yeah I'm so ahead of these niggas, y'all in the past I make a past in the field and it's all 'bout the pass, wait How could you call it a chain with all that glass, huh? I'm just gon' hop out the 'Rari and we gon' spazz, huh Skrrt, skrrt it up, I got the pound off, ayy Made it, made it out, I got them rounds off, ayy You ain't talkin' money, you get this dial tone Money, drugs and bitches, that's on my phone You better go the church if you need closure We camе out the hood and turned to soldiers, ayy Always got a pound, smokin' doja, ayy Policе right behind, I check my shoulder, ayy I'm professional Girl, look at me now Bitch, she like my style, woo-woo, ayy SongtexteShe cannot fuck with a nigga, I'm really a G She cannot take off my jewelry, if she does then she gon' freeze She wanna fuck with a real nigga, then she look at me and see Girl, I'm as real as it be, uh But we ain't never gon' be Ballin', I wife me a bitch that give no respect, huh Why would I take her on dates if I just want the sex, huh? Matter fact, she comin' over and I just want neck now I just be spittin' that trust, I do not need to flex, huh Aus Songtexte Mania