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[Intro] Noisy on the beat [Chorus] Come on (Come on) Huh, shawty got cake like funnel Don't go on no dates, don't pay for no frontal Know who the fuck I'ma call if I ever go under My safe filled with nothin' but fifties and hundreds Makin' these racks, I do what I wanna If they play, I spray, gotta send 'em to trauma Bitch can't get my number, yeah Bitch, I drip like puddles Bitch, I got my hood in the huddle Bitch, I got my shit together Let's get cash, bitches irrelevant Bitch, I'm well protected just like the president And I still got my strap, no medal Bitch, sit back and ride, shut up [Verse 1] Drive my car like Andretta Go make it rain, get an umbrella Bitch give me brain 'til that dick nut up (Ugh) I got rich, a different level (Racks) And my wrist piss, uh Ears cost a chicken, uh (Mhm) Pinky Dirk Nowitski, uh And my chains drown, drippin' Beat the trap, we made a killing Whole gang gon' handle that business Glock got thirty rounds in it No, this ain't bowling, drop a pin, we be knocking down niggas Niggas'd rather talk to pillows He still alive, he had God with him Came up, still got Von with me [Chorus] Come on (Come on) Huh, shawty got cake like funnel Don't go on no dates, don't pay for no frontal Know who the fuck I'ma call if I ever go under My safe filled with nothin' but fifties and hundreds Makin' these racks, I do what I wanna If they play, I spray, gotta send 'em to trauma Bitch can't get my number, yeah Bitch, I drip like puddles Bitch, I got my hood in the huddle Bitch, I got my shit together Let's get cash, bitches irrelevant Bitch, I'm well protected just like the president And I still got my strap, no medal Bitch, sit back and ride, shut up (Iceburg) [Verse 2] Bitch, sit back, I got racks Stacked on top of racks, they fat Don't buy no wig, I ain't payin' for no tracks My brother went platinum sellin' bags, he call them plaque Trunk got camera when I back back Got more straps than Baghdad Got a young nigga ridin' with me, he solid Caught more bodies than Mad Max I was trappin' in Air Max Plays keep callin' my phone, wait, hold on Broke nigga, go 'head and hate on Diamonds ice, bitch, skate on I don't prolong Get it done on sight, what the fuck I'ma wait on? Shawty straight, shawty safe Filled with nothin' but fifties and hundreds (Noisy on the beat) [Chorus] Come on (Come on) Huh, shawty got cake like funnel Don't go on no dates, don't pay for no frontal Know who the fuck I'ma call if I ever go under My safe filled with nothin' but fifties and hundreds Makin' these racks, I do what I wanna If they play, I spray, gotta send 'em to trauma Bitch can't get my number, yeah Bitch, I drip like puddles Bitch, I got my hood in the huddle Bitch, I got my shit together Let's get cash, bitches irrelevant Bitch, I'm well protected just like the president (Mhm) And I still got my strap, no medal (Strap) Bitch, sit back and ride, shut up (Shut up)
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