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I can't be nobody else's I want them bad bitches to myself, 'cause I'm selfish Lit nigga, girl I know you felt it Young Ghetto Lenny tried to tell you "I'm for real bitch" Ain't no effects, we come for the checks We stirrin' the racks, we trap in the 'jects We sleepin' in jets, we really the best (Brr, brr, brr) We pull up and flex, we speakin' baguettes The niggas done test, and the bitches done text We came from the bottom, we never forget (Hey, hey, hey) Death to a coward, I never allow it Them niggas is jealous, them niggas is sour They watchin' it glow up They wantin' the power, I'll aim at your head I'll send you the flowers, I stand on the couch I piss on the towels, and sleep in the pools And fuck in the showers, for all of the days they didn't allow us Hey, hey, hey, brr Ain't no effects, we come for the checks We stirrin' the racks, we sleep the in 'jects We jump on the jets, my niggas is next Hey, hey, hey, hey Letras de cancionesFuck on the press, my niggas is next Foot on they necks, pay no respect My nigga we blessed, hey-ay-ay-i-ay-i-ay You ride for the best, I'm here in the flesh Key to success, you lookin' depressed You did it to death, you shoot at the head I shoot at the chest, yeah Driving the Ghost, my dad was a ghost The bitch on the side, she don't got on clothes The moment is close, just watch the approach Hey, hey, hey, hey Momma I'm dope, my niggas is dope They mention my name, I give them approach She gave you a heart, she gave me her throat Hey, hey, hey, hey I got it made, my niggas is made I'm gettin my money, my nigga I'm paid The pussy is good, my credit is great All I want is yacht, and some top, in the coupe, by the spot And a bad bitch to cook, nigga look Fuck a book, I never read, everything I got, I took She on a tape, I'm on a lake, he goin' grill it, nigga-niggas goin' ape For heavens sake, he straight to play I lift him up, but hit him up he levi- I can't be nobody else's I want them bad bitches to myself, 'cause I'm selfish Lit nigga, girl I know you felt it Young Ghetto Lenny tried to tell you "I'm for real bitch" You ride for the best, I'm here in the flesh Key to success, you lookin' depressed You did it to death, you shoot at the head I shoot at the chest, yeah Driving the Ghost, my dad was a ghost The bitch on the side, she don't got on clothes The moment is close, just watch the approach Hey, hey, hey, hey Momma I'm dope, my niggas is dope The switchup is dope, the pickup is dope They feelin' a way, they know I'm the G.O.A.T Hey, hey, hey, hey I got it made, my niggas is made I'm gettin my money, my nigga I'm paid The pussy is good, my credit is great All I want is yacht From Letras Mania