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[Hook] I’m poppin shit Two 30 clips Look just like chopsticks Rich shit Spent a couple thousand on an outfit Double R I feel really rich I’m a don bitch Water drip All this water on me Got that bitch sea sick Married to the money I never cared about a hoe I bought a Mocler coat Just cause my heart is so cold I put it on Jehovah I’ll have them hittas at yo door I’ve been runnin up that sack I fucked around and broke my toe [Verse: 1] God damn, god damn I broke another rubber band Franklin’s, Grant’s, and Jackson’s Paper cuts all in my hands My bitch coupe like a lamb I’m at Ruth Chris eatin lamb With a pocket full of ham I’m up, so they talkin down Broke nigga, get a job Trappin ain’t your shit I’ve been ballin too hard So I went to ice my wrist Get up off my dick Nigga, it’s strictly for your bitch Yeah, we on that ape shit We tote them banana clips You talkin bout you gettin money? Boy you need to stop it You see it pokin out my pocket Muthafuck a wallet Got a short, thick, mixed bitch Call me Papi And I just bought a choppa And I ain’t talkin bout no Harley [Hook] I’m poppin shit Two 30 clips Look just like chopsticks Rich shit Spent a couple thousand on an outfit Double R I feel really rich I’m a don bitch Water drip All this water on me Got that bitch sea sick Married to the money I never cared about a hoe I bought a Mocler coat Just cause my heart is so cold I put it on Jehovah I’ll have them hittas at yo door I’ve been runnin up that sack I fucked around and broke my toe [Verse: 2] Before the pack came I had it already sold You say you want beef I turn you to a sloppy joe Ain’t really with the fighting But I keep a lot of bowls Got my left wrist froze Straight outta the North Pole Never ever trust these niggas Never ever love a hoe And I got a lot of money But I still want some more I just hopped up in the foreign Smash the gas, watch me go I just hopped up in my foreign Smash the gas, watch me go Bruh this gas got me high as fuck Still gone roll some more Sippin lean, startin to doze Fuck it, I’ma pour some more On that Taliband shit Camo Valentino On that Taliband shit Camo Valentino [Hook] I’m poppin shit Two 30 clips Look just like chopsticks Rich shit Spent a couple thousand on an outfit Double R I feel really rich I’m a don bitch Water drip All this water on me Got that bitch sea sick Married to the money I never cared about a hoe I bought a Mocler coat Just cause my heart is so cold I put it on Jehovah I’ll have them hittas at yo door I’ve been runnin up that sack I fucked around and broke my toe
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