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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's a mosh pit, open that shit up, open that pit up Open that shit up I just got some fashion, yeah, that shit came from Japan I just had a 10, I doubled it and do it again My pants that be from France, you know that DDB's the man DDB is up on stage, you know that he gon' open that pit The crowd just opened up a circle I just told them, open that shit I sent her DM, that lil' bitch a fan, she know I get these bands Y'all better turn me the fuck up I got clothes from overseas, I don't go to the Dover Street I know that bitch, she's sucking dick, I met that bitch ridе on her knees Chrome Heart all ovеr my denim, I got broken hearts on sleeves I'm not tryna cuddle when I'm done, I tell that hoe to leave I'm so high up off this dope, I at my show, I'm getting T'd I'm on the fucking strip, I'm at Balenciaga with the Bs My bitch, she's stayed a hunnid, so I gotta her Channel with the Cs Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Not no Scat Pack, you know that I'm riding in a Hellcat Wearing all this drip, and she asking where I get that Better get the fuck up off me, yeah, you better fucking get back No, you don't get no free shit like a gift bag These diamonds my wrist and it's making my wrist wet Letras de cancionesBack then she ain't want me now, she saw that I be on now Sliding in the hellcat, do a donut, then I burn out I jump in the pit and I rock out my show This Gucci on me, and it's all on my toes I put it on him, I put it on bro DDB, you know he stood 10 toes I'm walking this bitch and my neck is on froze Shoes looking like socks, I ain't wearing no lows Ain't cuffing not bitch, we fuck on the low I'm on my block, you know I be known Yeah, this is that new rage shit No, you can't erase shit Hellcat, bitch, I'm racing You know that she be playing You wanting a feature, it's costing a fee We making them fall, it looking like leaves Off White Jordan ones, so you know these shoes they won't crease From Letras Mania