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Ballin' since I was jit Way before Oakland and filmin' the skits, I had a goal to get rich Momma was strugglin' paying the rent I couldn't help her wIth shit Hate that I'm feelin' so stuck in this bitch (Devo this shIt hard) Car broke down, can't fix that shit I cried at night, I'll admit that shit O2, old, I'll whip that bitch She left me 'lone but I miss that bitch If she text right now, I'll hit that bitch Old friends like "How you get that lit?" Same old me but they think I switched Fuck old friends I don't know that bitch Racks too big, can't fold that shit Hand get numb when I hold that shit Momma I told you we gon' be okay Whippin' that Benz and she live in L.A Tryna thank God but don't know what to say Lot of square footage where DDG stay Bought in August I'm movin' in May Hop out the foreigns and black as my race No it's not rented, It's facts in the bank Spent four hunnid on beanies, easy She want dick, she needy, freaky I like Wraiths, no Lamborghini Letras de cancionesShe off X, she sleepy, sleepy, yeah Make me a wish no genie, genie Vanish on niggas just like Houdini Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas Louie bag gotta hold the ratchet Just in case a nigga want some action Mm, got some millions but it's just a fraction Spendin' money for my satisfaction Benjamin's, we don't fuck with Jackson's Bet when I drop, they don't post that shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah) All good though, I'ma note that shit When I blow you'll owe me bitch Humble ass nigga but I know I'm rich (Yeah, rich as fuck) Fuck that shit i know I'm lit If we beef I fuck your bitch All of the niggas I beef on the internet I hit up all of they bitches and get 'em wet Call her a Uber, I hit 'em and send 'em back Do it in silence cause players' ain't in to that No, oh, I hit his bitch on the low, oh She said your dick game was so-so And she had told me your broke (That's tough) I got a blicky it sit on my hip because L.A is trickey They tryna come get me Bought some Balenci's they don't even fit me They 950 but fuck it no biggie I'm with a biddie she tryna get busy She kiss on my neck but told her no hickey Tryna get with me, I told her she silly She just for the night cause my bitch is too pretty Spent four hunnid on beanies, easy She want dick, she needy, freaky I like Wraiths, no Lamborghini She off X, she sleepy, sleepy, yeah Make me a wish no genie, genie Vanish on niggas just like Houdini Mm, I feel like Michael Jackson Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas Louie bag gotta hold the ratchet Just in case a nigga want some action Mm, got some millions but it's just a fraction Spendin' money for my satisfaction Benjamin's, we don't fuck with Jackson's Benjamin's, we don't fuck with Jackson's I feel like Michael Jackson Moonwalkin' through the Calabasas From Letras Mania