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Big wood on me like a lumberjack
Might chop yo' main bitch
Told bro to call some hoes and he brought some white bitches back
Think her name Peyton
She said "I really love your songs!
And I really play all your tracks, my boyfriend hate it"
Tell the nigga get in line, I ain't trying to hear none of that
This shit ain't changing
Kept this shit rolling like Michelin man
They thought I went ghost I just ran that shit up and came back with the bag
Only hit once cuz that bih was too crazy forgot how to act
She called me her baby I told her she need to stay way from the crack
Baby, relax
Vegan, it ain't no meat on her plate
Tweakin', bitches you'll meet in LA
Leavin', I got some meetings in place
She did not mind if I skeet and I skate
Wasting my time with this last minute luggage I end up like fuck it I'm already late
Got the Off-White with like three or four Hudson's
The Giuseppe chukkas can't fit in the case
Yeah, uh
All my niggas gon' run it up
Three or four Benz' with some bitches inside just pulled up
Tell I'm finna run it up
Uh, walk up in the bank and I run it up
Catch me outside and I'm finna cause a scene lil bih yeah yeah I'm finna run it up
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