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You niggas gotta wait on a Friday to pick up the check It's a Monday, I throw on the Nike Alyx and pick up the check Why your bitch keep on begging for sex? I'm killing you niggas, got Bstroy my chest Maison Margiela, it came with a vest So many zeroes, it end with an S Yeah, my hoodie, it made of alpaca She said what you do? I said, "I'm not a rapper" Why these niggas be beefing? They actors I count up a milli', you count up a Bachelor's Skrrt off in a 'Rari, they after us Hat Kapital, jeans Kapital She spell my name and it's capital Everything Kapital, we from the capital Oh Oh (Woah, woah, woah, woah) Ooh, oh (Woah, woah, woah, woah) Yeah, Prada mask thirty first of October Purple suit, they thought I was the Joker With your bitch in my crib, she got on my loafers I told the bitch, "I am the owner" Number (N)ine sweater, I pull in the Rover I'm in this shit, yeah, bitch we over I tie up the Rick Owens over my shoulder SongtexteGo two hundred, I ran up a check Hundred K in my lap and you count up a midget She spin on the dick like a fidget You niggas be talkin', I swear that I live it I swear that it's not rented Now that I live for the time, yeah, my vision got vivid I used to hop out the Civic Now I count five hundred thou' in the kitchen Oh Oh (Woah, woah, woah, woah) Ooh, oh (Woah, woah, woah, woah) Don't lose me (Ooh) I swear that I'm lost in the wind (Ooh) Don't lose me (Ooh) I swear that I'm lost in the wind (Ooh) I can't feel myself, I can't feel myself (Ooh-oh-oh) I can't feel myself, feel like I'm over the edge (Oh-oh) I can't feel myself, I can't feel myself (Oh-oh) I can't feel Aus Songtexte Mania