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These niggas talking through hashtags and be flexing bitches, know where the cash at We rolling up with a pack, God I get money KJ told me to stack that We came from nothing whatchu mad at, I don’t pay attention to where all the tags at If I want it, man I grab that, off that music I be making that bag back Different bottles when you see us, we pull on niggas, and we got the spot turnt I had to focus on music and give up the scamming ‘cause of all of the spots burnt I walk in the spot, nothing but bad bitches, see my chain and my watch first Niggas comparing us to these other rappers, we gonna see who gonn’ pop first I got the drip sauce We ain’t playin’, get you hit off You see what this drip cost 50 Bands got my wrist frost I ain’t playing with nobody, it’s war If you moving hot on the tour My diamonds they shining, they flossed I know it’s pissin’ them off I came up from nothing, that’s PSA I can’t get all this money through TSA If you run up, it’s a DOA Gwuapo told me to get money, he gon’ lead the way Yeah I got the DRIP SAUCE Diamonds on me and they PISSED OFF Yeah I got the DRIP SAUCE Letras de cancionesHop in the coupe and I DIP OFF K Balla still stuntin off and up in different Porsche’s, you should know he got that Wes Balla be cookin’ saucin’ But just still be cautious ‘Cause he won’t give hearts back But fuck up the game and Maybachs No sympathy you gotta take that They looking hard where my chains at Dare a nigga try to take that These niggas talking through hashtags and be flexing bitches, know where the cash at We rolling up with a pack, God I get money KJ told me to stack that We came from nothing whatchu mad at, I don’t pay attention to where all the tags at If I want it, man I grab that, off that music I be making that bag back Different bottles when you see us, we pull on niggas, and we got the spot turnt I had to focus on music and give up the scamming because of all of the spots burnt I walk in the spot, nothing but bad bitches, see my chain and my watch first Niggas comparing us to these other rappers, we gonna see who gonn’ pop first I got the drip sauce We ain’t playin’, get you hit off You see what this drip cost 50 Bands got my wrist frost I ain’t playing with nobody, it’s war If you moving hot on the tour My diamonds they shining, they flossed I know it’s pissin’ them off From Letras Mania