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Servin H

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Servin H

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It's done

Yung Lan on the track

Diamonds on glisten, I shine for the summer

It’s done

Gold in my grill like I'm Breadwinner Gunna

(It's done)

You know, I be tryna find what make me happy but

(It’s done)

I don't really know what make me happy right now

(It's done, it's done, it's done)

Diamonds on glisten, I shine for the summer

Redo her front of her body, I punish

Walk in the street like I'm Gotti, I'm thuggin'

He speakin’ on gang, he’s gotta be buggin'

She work at V Live, I supply her with lumber

The skirt that [?], when supplying the jungle

Kevin Garnett, they retire my number

Got gold in my grill like I’m Breadwinner Gunna

Demand in my hand and I'm pushin' the button

Big body Benz, I'ma whip like a cutlass

Mouth full of diamonds, up under the gutter

Ain’t talkin' no scissors, we workin' with cutters

Balla and Solo retarded I'm muggin'

I punctured your hoe, put that rod on her cousin

Fresh out of jail made a brick, go to bumpin'

My children gon' eat you ain't telling me nothin'

Trap in the trenches, I'm selling Hermes

H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah

Servin' them birds but it used to be banks

Flippin' them tickets, it use to be stacks

Watches don't tick, but it use to do that

One altercation, we swervin' wit' gas

Hop out where you at, put a curve in your head

Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear

Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes

H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah

Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap

Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear

Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes

H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah

Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap

Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear

Screech off in a foreign, this shit get alarmin'

New firearm in the arm of my garments

Phone steady jumping my flip get annoying

Droppin' the pot but my wrist not performin'

Ice on my neck, my pendant performin'

This here cost a fortune, don't know if you know

No one alive, no one alive can do your body like I do

Lovin' Chanel like we sponsored by Spalding

New rival location, immediate ballin'

Pack get the mail outta Cali, she caught it

Jump in the Toyota, my truck a Sequoia

I'm ridin' no more, takin' extra precaution

Get that out the way then get right back to flossin'

I did the dash in the "pewm" and you fell in love

My nickname should be awesome

Trap in the trenches, I'm selling Hermes

H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah

Servin' them birds but it used to be banks

Flippin' them tickets, it use to be stacks

Watches don't tick, but it use to do that

One altercation, we swervin' wit' gas

Hop out where you at, put a curve in your head

Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear

Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes

H in syringes with zombies, ooh, yeah

Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap

Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear

Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes

H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah

Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap

Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear

Stuck up and cocky, can't help but to stare

She do what I tell her, my word in her ear

Penetrating her brain, it's disturbing her scalp

You look back at me when that ass in the air

Wigglin' slow when you dancin', it's sexy

She say she don't like when I fuck her aggressive

Comfort me, helpin' me hold it together

Get it in a rut when I deal with depression

Trump in the nat when I got in my bag

Ended the month with 48 grand

Order red wine and put that on my tab

Hoe reached for her phone and I got on her ass

I love my new hoe, I'ma take her to France

Hit that sedan [?] and go hard on the gas

Booty so big difficult not to grab

Still tryna see how it got in them pants

Trap in the trenches, I'm selling Hermes

H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah

Servin' them birds but it used to be banks

Flippin' them tickets, it use to be stacks

Watches don't tick, but it use to do that

One altercation, we swervin' wit' gas

Hop out where you at, put a curve in your head

Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear

Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes

H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah

Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap

Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear

Trap in the trenches I'm selling Hermes

H in syringes with zombies, ooh yeah

Hop out where you at, put a curve in your cap

Your bitch do what I tell her, my word in her ear

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