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I'm never going broke, broke, broke It look like we sellin' dope, dope, dope, dope (wop!) Fur coat on, I'm the goat, goat, goat, goat (bih!, bih!, bih!) My foot on naked throat, throat, throat Diamond cross I'm like The Pope, Pope, Pope, Pope Jewellery really cold, got me really cold Like shit cold, I think my neighbors know I'm selling house Me and a white girl just eloped (eh) Same day, my brief came off the boat, boat, boat, boat I think I'm Pablo on the low (Pablo) But free El Chapo he the goat, goat, goat, goat All these similarities, I donate to charity I'm a good Samaritan, my bitch ain't American This is not a parody, gold up, that's a rarity Gucci Mane's a murder, are you sure you wanna marry him? Deep rock clarity, your jewellery's embarrassing From Letras Mania