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I'm stackin' up the blue cheese My pinky ring a few G's We roll up by the QP In the fast lane, 'scuse me You fall in love with groupies I kick a bitch out like I'm Bruce Lee I got the paper stacked like it's loose leaf Make a set of twins kiss in a jacuzzi Yeah, I split the packs, that bands I'm gon' need more after that advance Bought out the store, made the teller clap hands Me and the Benjamins, we best friends I can't see a hater through these new wide lense I never put a broke bitch inside of my Benz Packaged in the trunk, comin' down I-10 We divide it down, multiply by ten Mama, look, that's me on the TV It's hard, but I make it look easy Quick, mama, look, that's me on the TV I'm a icon, they tryna be me Icon like Jaden, in the haven Wakin' up to some good head, it's amazin' Sunbathe on a island, it's a Cayman And the car nine-eleven, makin' buildings cave in Letras de cancionesStartin' to feel like Simon, what I'm sayin' She gon' do it, but the difference is I ain't playin' Droppin' down on both knees, but she ain't prayin' If you're lookin' for a hand-out, I'll leave ya hangin' Pullin' up by myself like I'm a stranger And I got it on my belt so you in danger Never needed no one help, to myself, "thank you" If you're gonna take a shot, get the perfect angle Mama, look, that's me on the TV It's hard, but I make it look easy Mama, look, that's me on the TV I'm a icon, they tryna be me From Letras Mania