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Wave Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah What Up Z I've been on my cash shit, I've been in my bag, bitch I've been in the fast lane, I ain't slowin' down I ball like I'm Tracy, I'm talkin' McGrady These nigga's can't faze me, no I'll never drought All my nigga's ruthless, hop out with that tube, bitch Hope that I don't shoot shit, 'cause I never miss And I am a jewel bitch, all about my business If a nigga test it, we gon' get the clip I got different designers in my closet Gettin' so much money, I can't fit it in my pocket And now I'm leanin' with a double cup, I hope that I don't drop it And now I'm jumpin' in my feelings, yeah, it feels like it's a moshpit Ok, my diamonds are gleaming, diamonds are bеaming Diamonds they bling, diamonds they screaming Bitchеs like these hoes 'cause they scream for attention And these diamonds like my soul, yeah they cold like anemic I've been on my cash shit, I've been in my bag, bitch I've been in the fast lane, I ain't slowin' down I ball like I'm Tracy, I'm talkin' McGrady Letras de cancionesThese nigga's can't faze me, no I'll never drought All my nigga's ruthless, hop out with that tube, bitch Hope that I don't shoot shit, 'cause I never miss And I am a jewel bitch, all about my business If a nigga test it, we gon' get the clip Oh, ooh Oh, ooh Oh, ooh From Letras Mania