Ayy, Rory, go crazy
Yeah, I can't shut up with my bitch in Tully
Racks up, yeah, I feel like Uzi
Pulled all of my life from movie
Girl, I'll talk down, yeah, you know I'm zoomin'
Wait up, uh, shawty gon' serve me up like she a waiter
I got my dudes, got people on payroll
Knock, knock down the house, feel like Faygo
I'm in a lot, lot, feel like J. Cole
I'm in a drop, talk, then a Ranger
Y'all gotta pay her
I'm in my money like this is a layout
Quit at the front, nigga, you know I'm a ho
12 and I, I think I never said anyone
Hold a big chopper, bitch, call out my ringer
I hit a lot of licks, cause I hate him
I just be chillin', I fold my day ones
Told a lil' shorty, come tap in
Too fresh, yeah, she thought it's a catfish
New neck, 50K for the taxes
New check, yeah, bought me some classics
Cool sex, yeah, got me a bad bitch
You a mess, boy, you nothing but average
Impressed, yeah, she want me to cash in
I'm next, yeah, LaRari and Catherine
Why they always looking at me?
They can see the racks in the backseat
Gotta do my dance, cause I got my fans
Yeah, I made it all with no rap beat
Got like hella M's off of Rap It
Need a new advance, cause I'm taxin'
Got a two-tone in my wristwatch
With a drip drop, yeah, it's flashin'
I don't like itching them, I like Prada
Move with a Louis bag and my brothers
If we don't see a check, I want nada
Wait till I hit the gas and I thotter
I'm in the fast lane, never subtle
She write a essay for a cuddle
I had to get paid, * a struggle
Park in a valet, cause I hot
Yeah, I can't shut though, no ambition, totally
Racks up, yeah, I feel like Uzi
Pulled all of my life, a movie
Gotta talk down, yeah, you know I'm zoomin'
Wait up, uh, Charlie,
Gon' serve me up like she a waiter
I got my dudes, got people on payroll
Knock, knock, down the house, feel like Faygo
I'm in a lot, lot, feel like J. Cole
I'm in a drop, talk, then a Ranger
Y'all gotta pay up
I'm in my money like this is a layout
Quit at the front and go, you not my man, ho
12 and I, I think I never said anyone
Hold a big chopper, bitch, call out my Reagan
I hit a lot of lifts, cause I hate him
I'll just be chillin', I fold my day ones
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