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[Hook: Skeme] I get to that lucci then cash out I hop in that foreign then smash out We sip on that Act' till we pass out Hit a bitch from the back till she pass out I get to that guap and I cash out Pussy nigga keep playin', get maxed out Drink on the Act' till we pass out Money talk, I bring the racks out Lil nigga we doin' numbers Lil nigga we doin' numbers Lil nigga we doin' numbers Lil nigga we doin' numbers I'ma go ice out the watch and then buy me a drop just to shine for the summer Lil nigga we doin' numbers Lil nigga we doin' numbers [Verse 1: Philthy Rich] I'm thinkin' bout coppin' the Maybach No I'm not taking the Wraith back No I'm not taking i8 back That nigga went broke, where his cake at? My Datejust Rollie is bust down My Day-Date Rollie is bust down My Yacht-Master 2 is bust down And my Skydweller is bust down Don't forget about the AP I broke that lil bitch for the 8 g's And then I took that hoe to MickeyD's You gave that lil hoe all them hickeys, please VS1's and it's rose gold Ice on me like snowstorm Let the nigga know his hope gone Nigga wanna keep the hope close (Phil) [Hook: Skeme] [Verse 2: Skeme] I know niggas hate but I'm hardly trippin' I just got a check now my fingers itchin' Saint Laurents on my feet every time I kick it And I don't lace 'em up till I'm chasin' digits Brazy chef in the kitchen just choppin' chickens I'ma fiend for that green, I just gotta get it Walka with me, I just keep it drippin' Philthy tell these bitches, don't play with pimpin' Oh you know what is, my nigga Before I go broke I go big Might keep me a bird in the crib Talkin' too much get you slid Pussy play round with the kid and get smoked like ya Big Rolex diamonds on me, shinin' like Stunna Balmains on me, pockets full of new hundreds They just ain't gettin' up to get that runner I might be the trillest ever on a Honda [Hook: Skeme] [Verse 3: Sauce Walka] My nigga we doin' calculus My nigga we doin' algebra Ain't no off dates on the calendar Bitches on schedule, Sunday is a caliper Flippin' bitches like acrobatics Just to fill the bags with the mathematics Lost my youngin' it was so tragic Had to slide for him just like Aladdin I almost gave up on this rap shit Boy I been paid off a bitch Niggas tryna sell a dummy brick I made 200 off of sellin' tits I feel like Heff lil nigga Runnin' outta gas lil nigga I done seen the ghetto take out the best of niggas You gotta be careful nigga [Hook: Skeme]
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