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Ba—, huh, Ba-Ba, bags
All I think about is fucking bags All these racks
All I think about is fucking bans Yeah, money
All I think about is fucking bands Yeah
Bitch pull up and suck me out my pants Aye, woah, aye
My best friend is dead presidents Yeah, yeah, yeah
I just bought the Cayenne and it came another tint Skrrt
Heard the wock is in the jolly, bitch, I'm sippin' on some Tris Sippin' on wock still
What you said, yeah, 'bout the Benjamins? What?
What you said, yeah, I got a temperament Huh
What you said, yeah, lil shawty suck like peppermints What, hold on
What you said, yeah, you come talkin' bout some evidence What, what, what
I just turned a five to a si-i-ixty
I just told you all what it is-is-is-is Yeah, what it is
My bitch just said I got stupid as shit
It's the Percs, bae What?, it is what it is Go, go
Я для этой суки будто терорист ха-ха
Я взрываю блант она спускает низ hoe
Savage on ma wrist hoe
Она Savage а я beast hoe
Я министр папать заны
H-o-o-o-e
Hoe целует мою кисть
Hold on
Hou say nihao wanna hold on
Hold on
Hou say my love told her hold on
Hold on
We don’t know what a an a Road on
Hold on
Ха-ху-у-у
What do you say me
How many time but I artillery А-ха-а-а
She wanna go now
Road in da block now
Way in da home now
Ху-у-у
Я не знаю куда меня ведут души
Мой грубый флоу, бля я будто бы простужен
Демон наружу
Я чарты абужу
Я чарты абужу всегда
Ba—, huh, Ba-Ba Bags
All I think about is fucking bags so
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