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Travelin' all around the world, it got me thinkin' Like what the fuck I gotta do to buy a Lamborghini? The city that I come from so cold I swear on my old holes was [?] If I said I had your back then I mean it I'm official where I'm from for a reason Heard they talkin' 'bout a ban, try fuckin' me up But we got the word first, now they're bleedin' (Ayy) I can hit the club to pop bottles I can hit the club to fuck models I can keep actin' like the world ain't my problem But some shit goin' on and you can see it with the googles My porridge was down, I needed more, see I go [?] with a dollar This nigga caught a body, went to jail for white collar The Satan in this lobby, came to [?] with the numbers From the murder, admittin' if I spit it bitch, I done it If you touch a hundred, you can't trust your brother It changed a bit [?] still don't know how to [?] And bought the bitch ice, she still don't be wanna fuck you I hit the bitch twice and watched her [?] in front of you Chain for my brothers, I ain't even tryna stunt on you Shoppin' in the hills, these cookies fit comfortable Just had a threesome with some famous bitches at the W Instagram fame, but she lay him in a buggle boo Letras de cancionesPut her on a train with some cane and a couple blues When you make a name, niggas claim they don't fuck witchu Travelin' all around the world, it got me thinkin' Like what the fuck I gotta do to buy a Lamborghini? The city that I come from so cold I swear on my old holes was [?] If I said I had your back then I mean it I'm official where I'm from for a reason Heard they talkin' 'bout a ban, try fuckin' me up But we got the word first, now they're bleedin' I could hit the club to pop bottles I could hit the club to fuck models Got it covered girl, here, and she said "I'm in a rush" I ain't pack the bitch up, wouldn't let her scrape the dust She stay, lookin' for the love, she stay, lookin' for the trust But I never gave a fuck, I'm just lookin' for the bucks Took my jewellery off at another prison visit It don't need us doin' drops but they got the dogs sniffin' What's different? Got a gun, you never shot with it Most the time I see the crew is through a fuckin' box visit I was chillin' in the back of the club I got dirty looks later and got stabbed in the gut, fuck Kept climbin', nearly killed for my spot I ain't wanna hear you rap, you 'bout as real as your watch I really built what I got since my "Out Cold" days You get your house ran through 'cause I'm a household name Look, I been reppin' for the team before the scene blew (Fact) Always win, though, I swear this shit is see through We knew I'm ill shit, "The sickest" my nickname I used to double profit, puttin' pingas in my mixtape Travelin' all around the world, it got me thinkin' Like what the fuck I gotta do to buy a Lamborghini? The city that I come from so cold I swear on my old holes was [?] If I said I had your back then I mean it I'm official where I'm from for a reason Heard they talkin' 'bout a ban, try fuckin' me up But we got the word first, now they're bleedin' From Letras Mania