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Like a crash dummy, leave him layin' stiff\n  We was sellin' white like Taylor Swift\n  Pockets weak, he ain't got no weight to lift\n\n  Always on it, why the fuck would I waste time?\n  If I get a shot, I'ma take mine\n  Watch me score like LeBron up the baseline\n  They left me in the dark like I can't shine\n  From the rain, now it's Rolls-Royce umbrellas\n  Velveeta, that boy got dumb cheddar\n  I'm just chasin' paper, ain't know nothin' else\n  I ain't losin' sleep 'bout a bitch, no, I won't stress her\n\n  Leave a hoe then I move onto somethin' better\n  Catch her peepin' the drip, I'ma jump better\n  Mike Amiri and new Saint Laurent sweater\n  And I always pop out with my young steppers\n  They on go, all he need is one gesture\n  Keep on gassin' him up 'til that pump wet him\n  Niggas diss on the gang and they touch stretchers\n  Torch his top, turn his homies to pallbearers\n\n  In a Hellcat, watch me race and drift\n  That lil' boy a problem, don't play with him\n  Like to 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In a Hellcat, watch me race and drift\n  That lil' boy a problem, don't play with him\n  Like to ride in traffic with the Drac' gripped\n  We'll wipe his nose like a handkerchief\n  Say you ridin' for him, then you dyin' for him\n  Like a crash dummy, leave him layin' stiff\n  We was sellin' white like Taylor Swift\n  Pockets weak, he ain't got no weight to lift\n\n  Club action-packed all night\n  Jayson Tatum what I ball like\n  I be pimpin', got a lot of bad bitches\n  Mike Vick, start a dog fight\n  Got a smart mouth but her jaw's nice\n  Neck on freeze, all ice\n  We been stackin' bands to a tall height\n  Leave a hunnid K at the mall life, uh\n  Fuck it, off again, Las Vegas, MGM, uh\n  Bad bitch, shoot my shot just like I'm playin' in the gym\n  She showed all her friends what I say in her DMs\n  Drippin' all this water, can my haters even swim?\n\n  In a Hellcat, watch me race and drift\n  That lil' boy a problem, don't play with him\n  Like to ride in traffic with the Drac' gripped\n  We'll wipe his nose like a handkerchief\n  Say you ridin' for him, then you dyin' for him\n  Like a crash dummy, leave him layin' stiff\n  We was sellin' white like Taylor Swift\n  Pockets weak, he ain't got no weight to lift\n\n  Sellin' iCarly\n  I'm unstoppable, niggas can't guard me\n  Go up top, I'm too rich to be arguin'\n  I been chillin', I hope you ain't thinkin' I lost it\n  I gave 'em salaries, I'm on that boss shit\n  I don't play no ball, but you play, we gon' cross you\n  She wanna fuck with the kid 'cause I'm saucy\n  If you wanna ride me, you know it's gon' cost you\n  I do what I want to when I'm ready\n  SF90, this bitch litty\n  I'm confident, bet whatever they bettin'\n  I don't play games, I'm not that petty\n  Full-court press, I'm not gon' let up\n  I don't care, I guess I'm fed up\n  I'm doin' good but could be better\n  I don't talk much but I ain't gon' shut up (yeah)\n\n  In a Hellcat, watch me race and drift\n  That lil' boy a problem, don't play 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