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Yeah, yeah, yeah Money, power, respect, nigga (Yeah, eat it up, Champ, eat it up) Hoodrich (Yeah, yeah) Fly out the dope, Cartier's on the scope You can stay with the roach, make a play like a [?] Put the gang on the chain when it hang like a rope I got clean, I got just wash it with soap Put the money first, all I save up is huncho's [?] swag, they gon' eat it like a lunchable Try to re-up, you're too late, it's already sold Dope boy, fresh white tee and some Retro's Stayed out, I came up and made it a lot I wanna fuck, I don't care if she a thot I'm the highest one in the room not Travis Scott Came out the apartments, weren't playin' in the sandbox Pussy ass nigga, come round, want a handout Fuck all that talkin', I pull up and air it out Need a Moncler [?] Claim you real, nigga, you ain't nothin' but a cunt [?] the tick is blue I got them hunnids, they new, they blue Diamonds on top of my watch, they blue Letras de cancionesDrinkin' that cough syrup like I had the flu Say you don't like me, who are you? You be hatin' on the swag, you can't do what I do I tried to tell 'em I already knew Ridin' with feelin's, they ready to shoot Boom, boom when that chopper come through Skrrt, skrrt, when I whip in that coupe Boop, boop, got the truck comin' through Wah, wah, back there doin' Kung-Fu Smokin' peanut butter breath Damn, he be afraid to death Fuck you, nigga, I can do it by my damn self Bitches and weed exotic, give me top shelf In Maison Margiela's that ain't even came out yet Fly out the dope, Cartier's on the scope You can stay with the roach, make a play like a [?] Put the gang on the chain when it hang like a rope I got clean, I got just wash it with soap Put the money first, all I save up is huncho's [?] swag, they gon' eat it like a lunchable Try to re-up, you're too late, it's already sold Dope boy, fresh white tee and some Retro's Stayed out, I came up and made it a lot I wanna fuck, I don't care if she a thot I'm the highest one in the room not Travis Scott Came out the apartments, weren't playin' in the sandbox Pussy ass nigga, come round, want a handout Fuck all that talkin', I pull up and air it out Need a Moncler [?] Claim you real, nigga, you ain't nothin' but a cunt From Letras Mania