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(Die!) Walk on stage She say she like me Plain Jane, AP Got the Bentley, 'Rari She just want a Birkin I can't buy her a Birkin I ain't bought my mom a Birkin Always when I'm working That money I be splurging like Turbo Uh, go, fucking that ho on campus Hitting her in between classes Nutting all over her glasses (Like Turbo) Yeah, yeah, yeah, go Catch me zipping my car through traffic Young nigga got him a Hellcat but the Lambo' go way faster (I go turbo) She want Celine spring I want some lean, yeah I love Forgiato, must turn off from the scene, yeah Come and geek up like Turbo, skrrt Draco under my peacoat Money coming in real fast like Sonic Starting to think my new bitch robotic Letras de cancionesSwing the stick out the car when the opp get spotted Bringing up money, you know I got it I want her with a whole lotta body Babies, K-pins watch me ship it, yeah Running off stage, I dive (Dive) Sitting on the mountain top Hoping that I do not die Whatever I wear, I'm way too fly Told her chill out with that capping A pint of that matrix I'm packing it, yeah Even with these foreign girls, you know that I'm smashing 'em Propane tank of gas, no citgo Come with the bullshit you know I'm with though Fucking on shorty 'til the morning time Hitting her real fast she call me Turbo She say she like me Plain Jane, AP Got the Bentley, 'Rari She just want a Birkin I can't buy her a Birkin I ain't bought my mom a Birkin Always when I'm working That money I be splurging like Turbo Uh, go, fucking that ho on campus Hitting her in between classes Nutting all over her glasses (Like Turbo) Yeah, yeah, yeah, go Catch me zipping my car through traffic Young nigga got him a Hellcat but the Lambo' go way faster (I go turbo) You know the Lambo go fast They want me to slow down but I'm back on they ass Back in that bitch and with 30 they tax Baby done went and got another one (Yeah) She want a trick or a treat (A treat) Told her it ain't Halloween She should have the Pro Tools on when I beat I be fucking her showing my bae how to sing Come on baby, rock on my mic My hoes get to hitting, I ain't stopping no fight Come on with the ticket, I ain't stopping no lights Speed through that bitch like I'm Turbo I gotta brand new glick, we gon' see if it work though She like to come give me head on lunch breaks Sent the text, "Where you at?" Come get ate" Texted her back, dropped a pin, "Meet me here, parking deck on the third floor," Turbo I gotta need for the speed, faster than a muhfuckin' furious (yeah bitch) Tryna see what's up with me, come die in this bitch being curious I pulled up in a wild body Benz, came out hopped in a Urus Paparazzi don't know what car I'm in and these hoes on me something serious She say she like me Plain Jane, AP Got the Bentley, 'Rari She just want a Birkin I can't buy her a Birkin I ain't bought my mom a Birkin Always when I'm working That money I be splurging like Turbo Uh, go, fucking that ho on campus Hitting her in between classes Nutting all over her glasses (Like Turbo) Yeah, yeah, yeah, go Catch me zipping my car through traffic Young nigga got him a Hellcat but the Lambo' go way faster (I go turbo) From Letras Mania