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Turn that shit up, c’mon (bbno$) Hello! (Woah) Can you turn me up some? Let’s go First things first I wake up and get pu-na-na-na First things first Brush my teeth and count my guala-la First things first I'ma eat this beat, no Ramadan First things first I'ma super smash like Donkey Kong, woah We'll need basics We be the bestest Money extensive Baby Gravy always in the house, expenses From the ceiling to the floor Never be the press bitch Cry with my exes Beat so fastest Baby got cafe lipp Japanese girl, she electrics On the station, need to go SongtexteGive your bitch dome, then I take a lift home (Woah) Strapped akimbo, diamonds on my lymph nodes A, B, C, D, E, F your bitch and keep it G Got the H up on my waist to match the Hermes on my feet I got my iPhone filled with fine hoes like J Biebs And I feel like Kay Dee mixed with Ellen, I stack cheese I count my M's until the end I'm just like Oprah, pushin' P Queueing hoes up in my arms in my estate while sipping tea You see me, Louie V, W is every week Just so my ex bitch can see, why is this shit so easy (W-Woah) First things first I wake up and get pu-na-na-na First things first Brush my teeth and count my guala-la First things first I'ma eat this beat, no Ramadan First things first I'ma super smash like Donkey Kong, woah We don't need basics We be the bestest Money extensive Baby Gravy always in the house, expenses From the ceiling to the floor Never be the press bitch Cry with my exes Beat so fastest Baby got cafe lipp Japanese girl, she electrics On the station, need to go Feeling like I'm Gary Vee, I love my affirmation She love Baby Gravy 3, we are her inspiration If there ain't no compensation, there gon' be a complication Looked down at my wrist, I see a shining star, constellation Front door open, meet the Jehova Red bottom Asics, up like Oprah Winfrey She wanna be a witness Beggin' for a dick pic Merry, merry Christmas Bored as hell, boy, I might start a restaurant (Vietnamese) Holy guacamole, 'bout to nut, yeah, it's my denouement First things first I wake up and get pu-na-na-na First things first Brush my teeth and count my guala-la First things first I'ma eat this beat, no Ramadan First things first I'ma super smash like Donkey Kong, woah We'll need basics We be the bestest Money extensive Baby Gravy always in the house, expenses From the ceiling to the floor Never be the press bitch Cry with my exes Beat so fastest Baby got cafe lipp Japanese girl, she electrics On the station, need to go Aus Songtexte Mania