Worth a couple hundred mill', no thousand This bitch wanna fuck me, but I charge by the hour My neck and my wrist in the shower Like how the fuck you growing up and baby say you childish? I just bought my young bitch a watch and now she wilding Styling, profiling, you bitches can't devour And I'm Creflo Dollar smiling We somewhere on a island, vibing Balls smell like powder (Let's go) Fuck it, take it to trial (Yeah, yeah)
Take this shit to motherfucking trial (Yeah, yeah) Take this shit to motherfucking trial, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Take this shit to motherfucking trial (Yeah, yeah) Take this shit to motherfucking trial, yеah (Yeah, yeah)
Slime green Ap look likе herpes on my wrist, uh Hold on, cook, woo, I'm so Chef Boyardee with the dish I don't know you, bitch, don't try to tell me tie my kicks Talkin' 'bout chips, ain't talkin' no dip
Tell my baby mama tripping, she don't get it I'm on a mission to get these millions I'm on the grind, and I'ma get it No cap, nigga, no kizzy Slime 'em out, then they 'gon tell 'em I ain't listen Once he call, he 'gon say that I'm trippin Ain't slime, that's just how I feel (Nope) You do not meet the criteria (Nope) I rep my life, for real (Yeah) my time, for real (Yeah) For slimes, you know I kill (Yeah, yeah) Baby good night, my dear Trial, I done beat it twice, state, I'm undefeated like Feds came and snatched me, I don't know, no point in asking I was on Bleveland, stuck like a magnet Bitch ass nigga, I shoot at your mammy Need to stand down if you can't stand me I don't turn down, I up my stamina Take it to trial, get a appeal Take it to trial, yeah, you 'gon whack 'em No back and forth, we don't tongue wrestle Pay for that casket, that's just if we whack 'em
Yeah, yeah My young niggas pulling up, Bentleys, Aston Martins, 'Raris and Teslas Strapped with a Fn, choppas, carbons, know some steppers Got ice, not in no fridge, not in the safe, we like treasure We fuck, have a lot of sex and her head feel like pleasure Shawty super slurpy, suck that birky out that dick (Oh wow) Maybach came with curtains and I still went got it tint (On God) Ysl slimey and shady, they ain't wavy like my clique (Wavy) High-end alterations, did that European stitch Fuck niggas get hit, I got me a opp list I'm quick to switch topics, ah, no way I can snitch (No way) Watch me whack that bitch, pop 'em like a cyst Glock with the assist
Take this shit to motherfucking trial (Yeah, yeah) Take this shit to motherfucking trial, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Take this shit to motherfucking trial (Yeah, yeah) Take this shit to motherfucking trial, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
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