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[Intro] This One Umbrella mob is nothin' to fuck with [Verse 1] Ay bitch, I'm back in here to show you I'm the nigga All in the VIP, them bitches know you as the nigga From the corner sellin' dope and buyin' Swishers Every night I pray to God for my intentions Lord, lights and cameras I came so hard, I pay the price for cameras I flew my new ones for a night Atlantis And told my oldest bitch her flight was cancelled, one night examples [Interlude] Fuck this nigga. If I ever see him again, I'ma seduce him. And right when he leasts expects it, take his wallet and dip [Verse 2] Mr. Feelings you can go and call the police Ridin' dirty in the car with no lease Skinny nigga but my pockets obese Same nigga used to rob Sobey's And lately I need me a bill again I need to get back to the old and original, I need to get real again Back in Toronto where niggas will kill you for who you be chillin' with And work from the shootas, the shorty you screwin' You not really with the shits, we don't really feel this shit When Grandma kicked me out the crib, I was only a baby Said fuck it, I hustled a went and bought me a Mercedes I whipped it, I whipped it when I would see her in the hallway And when she didn't see me, I parked that bitch right in the driveway, it's priceless [Verse 3] I used to take the 401 to TO Honda Civic rollin' dimes and scopin' PO Taxin' season, tryna find a link on T4s This hoe told Argie, you gon' need a check with 3 O's Life commitments, I need a shawty every night to witness Jamaican models bring ya ice and Guinness And workin' pussy, that's my type of fitness I'm countin' money like I'm Donald Trump [Verse 4] Let them niggas know them yappas on the reload Got the ground where you stand, worth a kilo Smokin' Swishers, motion pictures, Tarantino Ballin' hard, it's Argie Fargo, fuckin' veno Hey fucka we comin' for all of them I'm all in apartment Don't pay for no oregano I'm smokin' on flush He's dope on my clutch I got my scope on the punch I be so fresh and so clean Bitch, you see soap in my toilets My teacher Miss Thomas told me I would never be nothin' I looked her ass dead in the face and said I'm gon' be somethin' She told me that in a few years I'd be catchin' a bustin' Now I'm catchin' the car service, guess who the driver? Her husband, it's priceless
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