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Yeah, uh huh, yeah Yeah, uh huh, yeah Uh huh, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah I'm acting different, I got money now I got different tastes, had to switch my style Made 200 thou, that was 20 days Want to leave, fuck it I ain't like her anyway I'm in the black bat, these niggas lack swag The hater took a toll on me, need the fast track Fuck slowing down, they tell me take my time The Huracan and that McClaren, I can't make my mind I got the city hot, I took too many shots She lucky if she get some mo'fucking Jack in the Box She told me low bar at the top then I'm jacking the spot All the people said they with me, they actually not I made Paneau hot, I made the Rich cool You twitter finger hating on me that's a bitch move You niggas laugh behind my back, but now the jokes on you Pause don't move All foreign shit, no old schools Gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang, biotch Gang, gang, gang, gang Letras de cancionesGang, gang, gang, s'all I know is Gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, s'all I know is Gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, biotch Fuck y'all, I'mma get my shit back Yeah, don't ask me where your bitch at Yeah, don't ask me where that money is The way I hustle I be straight for like a hundred years I'm the general, salute me or I'll commandeer Can't find a common ground with you, because you niggas squares Talk about these situations because I've been there Off-white 1's, I need 10 pairs I'm getting green like John Deer Rap like [?] Suzy just switch into gear Don't make it difficult Shoot me the resididual If you are in debt, I'm at your neck just like a physicial A motherfucking genius Hopping out that clean whip HD diamonds on me, need to throw me on your Zenith Right now I need Mayweather racks I'm the best, ain't no changing from that Gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang, biotch Gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, s'all I know is Gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, s'all I know is Gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, biotch From Letras Mania