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Ayy, where you get that beat from? Mooktoven Got some racks, had to use an unboxer I just swiped for two racks for these joggers I sat down in the trap with a monster Money online for clothes in my closet If it ain't 'bout a check, I ain't concerned Way too player to lay up with a model If it ain't 'bout a bag, I ain't concerned I got Cartier right on my goggles Out of town, said they're comin' tomorrow I just spent me a dub in the mall I got flags and I'm havin' them all And I'm growin' like four in the mall I know swipers who get me half-off Better call 'fore you come to the spot I'ma get it no matter the cost I can easily get you knocked off I got love, death a beauty for no one I got commas on commas on commas I got swipers who bring electronics So many blues in my pocket Had to retire my wallet I do not entertain gossip Have my young niggas pull up with choppers Letras de cancionesGot the FN while walking through Harlem Weighing bags in the condo, they modern Did this shit on my own with no sponsor I just sold a few fans at a concert Got the four-five, it's tucked in my boxers Got no seal, don't get tucked in them boxes Had to cleanse, I got rid of them toxins All these fans, we got so many options All these bands and you know I'm offer I be trapping until I'm exhausted In the 'Vette, you can hear the exhaust I got clientele begging to shop with me I'ma make sure my niggas on top with me I got lil' mama ridin' on top of me For the bullshit, got really low tolerance Lit the loud and they brought the noise ordinance VPN, they can't find my coordinates I know swipers that swipe for the Dior I run MPA label like Lyor I got a redbone, treat her like Ka'oir In the double-R, skrrt like a racecar You could pull up, get Runtz in the cookie jar We be waving that chop like a tomahawk I could cook up the dope with a kitchen fork I know growers that grow that don't see the drought We go door, door-to-door with the box With that Glock, hit a Jehovah knock Mike Amiri with the B on the sock Go baguetty the Hublot with rocks With the mop, it go down like Joc For the money, they pop at your top Get a brick and we hoop, I just chop it I'm with Money, the plug, the socket I be shipping and handling boxes In that GT, it sound like a rocket Pop a pill and she rub on her body She exotic, she feelin' the molly New Ferrari, don't do the lil' Masi' It's the Empire double with Ghazi I got diamonds on me, they gon' blind you If it's less than a mil', I ain't signing Longway, bitch Got some racks, had to use an unboxer I just swiped for two racks for these joggers I sat down in the trap with a monster Money online for clothes in my closet If it ain't 'bout a check, I ain't concerned Way too player to lay up with a model If it ain't 'bout a bag, I ain't concerned I got Cartier right on my goggles Out of town, said they're comin' tomorrow I just spent me a dub in the mall I got flags and I'm havin' them all And I'm growin' like four in the mall I know swipers who get me half-off Better call 'fore you come to the spot I'ma get it no matter the cost I can easily get you knocked off Let's get it in From Letras Mania