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I don't know which way I'm goin' I take the purple Wockhardt and pour it I bought some brand new, new Rick Owens I got a new bad bitch and she goin' all the way up with me Yeah, she the finest hoe in her city I gotta go, go, go right now If I up the fire, fuck nigga, get down I shoot the shot, like, "What's that sound?" I'm ridin' 'round with the stick right now I went to go bust down, my chain, ring and earring brazy I can't even hear what you sayin' I put that hoe on a G5 plane I'm on a G6, goin' insane My brand new watch is a old Plain Jane My brand new bitch in Balenciaga My old hoe rock vintage Prada I can get you Chanel, no problem Callin' my jeweler, I want some diamonds I keep goin', these niggas can't stop me I'm way too B-I-G, who shot ya? I sip codeine, I don't sip liquor My young nigga been pullin' them triggers My new bitch can't touch my figures These niggas dead-ass broke but I'm gettin' so richer I had to crop them out my picture Letras de cancionesI do this shit for my momma, nigga If you stay down, I got you, nigga Check out the shit that we poppin', nigga Poppin', we poppin' shit, poppin', hey I don't know which way I'm goin' I take the purple Wockhardt and pour it I bought some brand new, new Rick Owens I got a new bad bitch and she goin' all the way up with me Yeah, she the finest hoe in her city I gotta go, go, go right now If I up the fire, fuck nigga, get down I shoot the shot, like, "What's that sound?" I'm ridin' 'round with the stick right now I went to go bust down, my chain, ring and earring brazy I can't even hear what you sayin' I put that hoe on a G5 plane I been losin' my mind If I'm bein' honesty, I ain't even have time All this drink goin' straight to my mind All this money goin' straight to my mind I been high fashion splashin' All-black super classic She way too mean, my baby sassy And she can get what she want, just ask me Rain fall, the codeine pours Expensive drip, yeah, check out the logo I'm outside takin' fan photos I gotta stay real, real lowkey All these niggas tryna be like me All these bitches tryna fuck on me Honestly, I can't get no sleep I don't know which way I'm goin' I take the purple Wockhardt and pour it I bought some brand new, new Rick Owens I got a new bad bitch and she goin' all the way up with me Yeah, she the finest hoe in her city I gotta go, go, go right now If I up the fire, fuck nigga, get down I shoot the shot, like, "What's that sound?" I'm ridin' 'round with the stick right now I went to go bust down, my chain, ring and earring brazy I can't even hear what you sayin' I put that hoe on a G5 plane From Letras Mania