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Ayy, ayy, I got different— Buy 'em the same— (I'm not no lame though, shoutout to Samsson) Ayy, I got different hoes, buy 'em the same clothes Marni, Marni, Louis, she grew up in Rainbow, ayy Feelings in the cup, but I'm all out of pain though Super Range Rove', SVR exact Two-hundred on this bitch, the dashboard look like a mat Now I'ma drown my money, mix it in and make it back Superstar bitch, at least the looks, but not yet Look the part for sure, I got four hundred for shows I got a Rolex worth of lean, not for sale, not for show Wasn't for the hustle, you wouldn't even love it, I just wanna end my show I'm a young hot nigga, I don't got a budget and all my kids get what they want We locked in but I don't love her, but I know shawty love me more EFG know dead waste, think I forgot how red taste I was just fucked up with a dream, this shit bigger than fed cases I'm first up 'cause I'm dead waitin' Better go hard, or you better go home I miss home, but never sick I'm still geeked up without pills, I forgot what my number is Haha, no bap, like, really Haha, ayy Ayy, I got different hoes, buy 'em the same clothes Marni, Marni, Louis, she grew up in—, uh Ayy, I got different hoes, buy 'em the same clothes Marni, Marni, Louis, she grew up in Rainbow Feelings in the cup, but I'm all out of pain though, ayy, hm I got different—, buy 'em the same— Aus Songtexte Mania