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Now I bet she get a Birkin if I make her mad (Bitch) (Hurt, what it do?) Now I’m rich, I stuff a hundred in the trash bag (Rich) Free my niggas, put that on my mama and my dad Fucked her once, she say I’m the best she ever had I’m a big boss, fuck her then I make her get lost Cross ya out like criss cross Buck fifty on my wrist, dog Just one call, we gon’ knock em’ off Bought a crib, look at the loft Bad bitch and the ass too soft On the drank, I might doze off (Big boss) I don’t need no friends Maybach drop a truck, I preorder a Benz That’s yo’ baby mama? Knock her right down like a bowling pin Got a hundred bands on me right now and an F&N (Right now) Just started, I ain't finish yet Left the quarantinе with a bigger check Made four mill's just to bе correct Had to buy a Patek, put it on yo' neck Or I mean put it on yo' head [?] niggas end up dead Beam on 'em and it might be red Ain't kill a nigga, fucked his bitch instead Bottega, I'ma addict SongtexteI just met the bitch last night , she call me daddy Fucked her in the, Caddy Call herself a baddie Send her fifty thousand in an Uber, what's the, addy? (I'm rich) Now I bet she get a Birkin if I make her mad Now I’m rich, I stuff a hundred in the trash bag (Rich) Free my niggas, put that on my mama and my dad Fucked her once, she say I’m the best she ever had I’m a big boss, fuck her then I make her get lost Cross ya out like criss cross Buck fifty on my wrist, dog Just one call, we gon’ knock em’ off Bought a crib, look at the loft Bad bitch and the ass too soft On the drank, I might doze off (Big boss) But don't sleep I might not hear my phone beep I’m at home on the gas, I call you when I’m on E I’m at home countin’ money I lose my count, I'm gon' freak Bought a house the other day and gave all my thots they own key I do it bigger than bosses With all these sticks', we golfin' With all this drip, it's a faucet Turn all the pictures to portraits Got too rich, I'm a target My mama wish I would bargin' But I walk it like I talk it Money talkin', they arguin' I put my trust into funds Make her dust off the ones I drop some Tuss in my punch, then drop some nuts on her gums Chuck the deuce up but to her that's just a couple of ones When she get pissed, I ice her wrist and make her fuck with some gloves I love her Now I bet she get a Birkin if I make her mad (Yeah) Now I’m rich, I stuff a hundred in the trash bag (Rich) (Yeah, yeah) Free my niggas, put that on my mama and my dad Fucked her once, she say I’m the best she ever had I’m a big boss, fuck her then I make her get lost Cross ya out like criss cross Buck fifty on my wrist, dog Just one call, we gon’ knock em’ off (Yeah, yeah) Bought a crib, look at the loft Bad bitch and the ass too soft On the drank, I might doze off But don't sleep I might not hear my phone beep I’m at home on the gas, I call you when I’m on E I’m at home countin’ money I lose my count, I'm gon' freak Bought a house the other day and gave all my thots they own key Aus Songtexte Mania