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Posted up with Yeezy, got the chain on my Rolls Royce Runnin' up a mill', too easy, I ain't got no choice Did a festival run and I damn near lost my voice They ain't never let me in this bitch, I kicked the door If he a rat, then I ain't never gon' trust him I keep blue cheese, blue cheese, blue cheese, blue cheese inside the duffel She pull up in a yellow Lamborghini, color butter See, Roddy corporate, but I run with niggas out the gutter (Hoo-hoo) I been workin' so hard that I just missed supper (Hoo-hoo) Know some niggas that keep bricks inside of tupper (Hoo-hoo) All my diamonds hit so hard, I got a concussion (Hoo-hoo) I be fuckin' all the bitches that he cuffin' (Hoo-hoo) I was out in Miami, that's two hours from Orlando Had to get Dubai money, I'm slidin' on the sando We recruited niggas out the army with the ammo Fucked her in a penthouse suite, I better light a candle I doubled this Promethazine, but don't be in my business We might fly out to your city, and yes, we brought some twins with us My man be so damn high, he geek, geek, geek, he brought the triple cup Don't speak on my name, we diss and clean the nigga dissin' us Posted up with Yeezy, got the chain on my Rolls Royce Runnin' up a mill', too easy, I ain't got no choice Did a festival run and I damn near lost my voice They ain't never let me in this bitch, I kicked the door Letras de cancionesIf he a rat, then I ain't never gon' trust him I keep blue cheese, blue cheese, blue cheese, blue cheese inside the duffel She pull up in a yellow Lamborghini, color butter See, Roddy corporate, but I run with niggas out the gutter (Hoo-hoo) I keep blue cheese, blue cheese, blue cheese, blue cheese inside the duffel (Hoo-hoo) See, Roddy corporate, but I run with niggas out the gutter (Hoo-hoo) From Letras Mania