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Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Gucci on me, check (21), Hermes, check Louis V', check, yeah, Fendi cost a check (Yeah) Diamonds on my neck (Yeah), make your bitch wet (Yeah) Treat me like a king (Yeah), no disrespect (21) Show you how to ball (Ball), meet me at the mall (Mall) She said, "Why you hard?" Bitch, I'm a dog (Roof) Went and bought a 'Rari (21), left the shit parked (Parked) I ain't with the Twitter shit, I let it spark (Fah) Gucci garments, kush smell like armpits You domestic, all I ride is foreign shit Sippin' Hi-Tec and I got high tech I got new money, it ain't even out yet You went bought a plane ticket but I chartered it Tryna hit yo' main thing, let me borrow it Sippin' Hi-Tec and I got high tech I got new money, it ain't even out yet Ridin' in a coupe (21), tryna find a route (21) Draco in the seat make ya chicken noodle soup (Yeah) Jumped off the stoop, never wore a suit (21) Rap niggas come around Savage, get screwed (On God) Fuck my best partner, make that bitch drop him (On God) SongtexteNever sold drugs, nigga, I'm a robber (Yeah) Lil' bitch bother, hit dawg, holler Hit my first lick, went and bought a Marni collar (On God) Gucci garments, kush smell like armpits You domestic, all I ride is foreign shit Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got high tech I got new money, it ain't even out yet You went bought a plane ticket but I chartered it Tryna hit yo' main thing, let me borrow it Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got high tech I got new money, it ain't even out yet Gucci garments, kush smell like armpits You domestic, all I ride is foreign shit Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got high tech I got new money, it ain't even out yet You went bought a plane ticket but I chartered it Tryna hit yo' main thing— Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got high tech I got new money, it ain't even out yet Aus Songtexte Mania