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[Intro: KiD TRUNKS] Yuh, Lil bitch! You bitch Gling, gling gling Cris Dinero Ayy Phone, pick up the phone Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy [Chorus: KiD TRUNKS & Robb Bank$] Bitch I ball like Kobe (gling, hoo) I don't fuck with police (gling, you dig) Gas so green like Yoshi (cash, you dig) Run to the money like Roshi (bitch, gling, gling) [Bridge: Robb Bank$ & Ski Mask the Slump God] Yeah (yuh), yeah (yuh), yeah (yuh), you dig Yeah, yeah (set!), yeah (yuh), you dig (yuh, yuh) 3 gold rings on my Rosie (set!) Balmain pocket full of posies (set!) Yeah, your girlfriend wanna blow me (set!) Phone don't call for the police (set! yuh) Huh, yeah (yuh), yeah (yuh), yeah (yuh), you dig Yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig (water, ay, ay, HUH) [Verse 1: Ski Mask The Slump God & KiD TRUNKS] Gold same color as roses My pockets are Pinocchio, poking And that's why she tryna give face to me like a goatee Hol' up (hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) How do you know me? (gling, gling) [Chorus: KiD TRUNKS] Bitch I ball like Kobe I don't fuck with police (gling, gling) Gas so green like Yoshi Run to the money like Roshi [Verse 2: Robb Banks, Kid Trunks & Ski Mask The Slump God] Do you wanna dick bitch, hold it (bitch) Runnin' on my shit like horsie (set!) Jewlery look so snowy (aye, aye) And your money short just like Morty (aye, aye, aye) You the girl type on the lowkey (set!) I'm the mankind, Mick Foley (set!) Me and Andrea, we whip the Fantasia (hoo) You came back to sip, but you so sleep (hoo) Y'all niggas ain't on shit, bitch You was on IG with your stick Lookin' for a friend, I'll leave if you want that spliff Nigga now might just give me my cig Man, phone smoking Tumblr pack in the vip Not that I ran that back in 2012 Put one in your head like a thot When I hit, she she said pause I sent her back like she gave you hell (aye, aye) [Verse 3: Ski Mask The Slump God] She gon' trade me half a nut Cumming on her lady lumps Made my dick to stiffen up Swallow, so she hiccing up 'Bout to tell her toughen up When I'm in that shawty's guts Like to disappear nigga I'm styling, et cetera I am never letting up like tomato ketchup Know you need to fess up, I want a Tesla I'ma get a Tesla, numbers like professor Make her learn a lesson, then I never mess up [Chorus: KiD TRUNKS] Bitch I ball like Kobe (gling, hoo) I don't fuck with police (gling, you dig) Gas so green like Yoshi (cash, you dig) Run to the money like Roshe (bitch, gling, gling) Bitch I ball like Kobe (gling, hoo) I don't fuck with police (gling, you dig) Gas so green like Yoshi (cash, you dig) Run to the money like Roshe (bitch, gling, gling)
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