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I ain't got no mothafuckin' friends I'm comin' down, real slow in my Benz I ain't got no mothafuckin' friends I'm comin' down, real slow in my Benz I ain't got no mothafuckin' friends I'm comin' down, real slow in my Benz I ain't got no mothafuckin' friends I'm comin' down, real slow in my Benz I ain't got no mothafuckin' friends I'm comin' down, real slow in the Benz Lookin' at these suckers through these Cartier lens Reachin' out to God, hope he overlook my sins Clear sunroofs open up to feel the wind Feelin' like Khaled, tell them all I do is win Only countin' racks if they comin' by the tens Whole world watchin' cause they know I'm settin' trends [?], bitch I'm bout it Streets locked, bitch I got it See me lose, bitch I doubt it I'ma check somethin', no deposit Villains comin' out the closet, probably cause they know I'm solid I ain't good [?], I'ma take flight like a pilot Like Big Mo, I was chose Like Derrick, how I rose My money long, I expose Letras de cancionesLike Jay-Z changing clothes I build traps like [?] I'm still with it, think I'm froze I'm heavy with it, nothin' light [?] I ain't got no mothafuckin' friends I'm comin' down, real slow in my Benz I ain't got no mothafuckin' friends I'm comin' down, real slow in my Benz I ain't got no mothafuckin' friends I'm comin' down, real slow in my Benz I ain't got no mothafuckin' friends I'm comin' down, real slow in my Benz I'm back at it, nothin' safe Bout ten Summer, played the race Don't get mad, fix your face Jump all [?] I ain't got no mothafuckin' friends I'm comin' down, real slow in my Benz I ain't got no mothafuckin' friends I'm comin' down, real slow in my Benz I ain't got no mothafuckin' friends I'm comin' down, real slow in my Benz I ain't got no mothafuckin' friends I'm comin' down, real slow in my Benz From Letras Mania