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Yeah, huh, yeah My money long, yeah, my money long, yeah I'm thumbin' up, yeah, I'm thumbin' up, yeah Got re-rock, yeah, got a big pack, yeah I'm geeked up, chill, she eatin' up ket' I pour a pint, I chill, pipe up, yeah Three Percs, yeah, I can't even feel that yet We don't rest, told her we T'd up, yeah We pour up the Tech, she poke out her neck She poke out her back (Woah, woah), I pop out the jet (Woah, woah) I pour out the rest, I pour out the rest I pour out the rest, I pour out the rest Geeked up, yeah, told her let's meet up, yeah We up, yeah, told her, "Bae, we up," yeah One more rep, told her, "Bae, no more rest" One more set, told her just one more set Chanel peach, baby, you smell like a peach (Ah) I smell like money on me, told her it smell like shmoney She want my babies, yeah, and she wan' be my baby, woah Soon as she take me, yeah, she start to hate me, yeah (Woah, woah) Huh, yeah, my money long, yeah My money long, yeah, I'm thumbin' up, yeah I'm thumbin' up, woah, got big racks, woah Got a big pack, yeah, trap gonna explode Everybody wanna be me, hop out the 'Rari and speed It's only one, where's your team? I popped a Perc' in my dream, huh 'Rari, yeah, huh, 'Rari, yeah, huh 'Rari, yeah, huh, 'Rari, yeah (Huh) From Letras Mania