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I got my main lady rockin´ Hermès
She´ll hold it down if I go to the feds
I put these racks from the trap on your head
In less than twenty-four hours, he dead
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now

When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain´t no talk when we shootin´, it´s up now
Ain´t no changin´ the price, I can´t come down
My vibe is expanded, my music organic
I´m not from this planet, my shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain´t got no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit
My whip is a Lucid, I know the trap fluent
I put a lil´ chick on the plane and she flew it
We all on the same page, you know we congruent
I run from the cops, boy, you know I´m elusive

The Circle and money, to me, that´s important
My car is imported, my wrist got imported
She try to come join me
I keep that shit different, I´m never conforming
I keep that shit Louis, you know what I´m sporting

I keep that shit MJ, we fucked in some Jordans
We ridin´ ´round the city in back-to-back Porsches
It´s me and three ladies, we havin´ an orgy
Fuck it, I think I´ma swipe ´til I´m forty
I walked into VLIVE and Magic, it´s stormin´
I bought all this ice so you cannot ignore me
I bought a McLaren and sat it on Forgis
I want the juices and berry, no Gordy
I don´t need no engineer to record me
Purchased a G Wagen, that´s for my shorty
Rappers ain´t safe, so my mama ain´t worried
I told my mama I´d kill if I gotta
I promise you that you ain´t takin´ nada
My girl on the bed drinkin´ piña colada
My car is a ´Vette, but I had an Impala, I count up the dollars
I told her don´t spit it out, you better swallow

I love when I hit from the back and she holler
I need me a launching pad ´cause I got choppers
I´m havin´ that bread, I be havin´ that guala

I got my main lady rockin´ Hermès
She´ll hold it down if I go to the feds
I put these racks from the trap on your head
In less than twenty-four hours, he dead
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain´t no talk when we shootin´, it´s up now
Ain´t no changin´ the price, I can´t come down
My vibe is expanded, my music organic
I´m not from this planet, my shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain´t got no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit
My whip is a Lucid, I know the trap fluent
I put a lil´ chick on the plane and she flew it

We all on the same page, you know we congruent
I run from the cops, boy, you know I´m elusive

Ain´t chasin´ these women, I´m hurtin´ they feelings
I´m makin´ a killing, I´m tryna get millions
I´m juicin´, I´m cleansin´, they hatin´, I sense it
You name it, I did it, they copy, they mimic
These streets can get wicked, I´m counting my riches
I´m gettin´ this money, I´m turnin´ down bitches
I had to wise up, had to cut off some niggas
I keep buyin´ pistols, I keep buyin´ Louis
I keep buyin´ houses, I keep buyin´ jewelry
My bully a merle, my Frenchie a fluffy
I´m probably gon´ make me a quarter from puppies
We fill up a trailer and keep that shit truckin´

We shoot that shit first, so it´s no need for duckin´
She just a thottie, ain´t no need to cuff her
My apartment a jungle, my reefer is musty
My girl is a queen, you gon´ die if you touch her
We apes in the jungle, we ready to rumble
We hang with the lions and bears and the gators
We trap in Dekalb, got a house in Decatur
We count up the paper, that ´za is my fragrance
I´m gainin´ this wisdom, I´m havin´ some vision
My partners in prison, I pray that I see ´em
I got the blueprint, you know I be teachin´
He plannin´ on robbin´ us, we leave him leakin´

I got my main lady rockin´ Hermès
She´ll hold it down if I go to the feds
I put these racks from the trap on your head
In less than twenty-four hours, he dead

I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain´t no talk when we shootin´, it´s up now
Ain´t no changin´ the price, I can´t come down
My vibe is expanded, my music organic
I´m not from this planet, my shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain´t got no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit
My whip is a Lucid, I know the trap fluent
I put a lil´ chick on the plane and she flew it
We all on the same page, you know we congruent
I run from the cops, boy, you know I´m elusive