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This Week

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This Week

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Cook that shit up, Quay

Pulled up sippin' on drank (drank)

Told 'em that I quit but I can't (I can't)

I just ran through a whole pint (whole pint)

Add a whole 'nother M in the bank this week

Hope a nigga don't think I'm sweet (I'm sweet)

Lil' homie graduate, buy him a new Jeep (new Jeep)

Everything mine, I don't rent it, I keep (I keep)

All kind of cars, nigga, check out my fleet

We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain't have no cable

Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain't got no neighbors

Disrespectful to a bitch, no manners, yeah

I was runnin' through bags on Campbellton

Told the streets I'm too hot, you can't handle this

I'ma lie to your honor, I'm scandalous

I'm rich, got caught with another nigga bitch

New G-Wagon, '18, no tints

Can't keep up with the money I spent

I don't keep count, I just know that I'm gettin' it

I be hearin' rumors they gon' take my chain

I ain't really trippin' if a young nigga get it

Hope you got insurance, nigga, you gon' die with it

Breaking news, guarantee we make a nigga feel it

We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain't have no cable

Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain't got no neighbors

We got the whole city on exotic, tell the plug to send all the flavors

I never went for extortion, you can't pay a nigga to tell you I paid him

Shout out the real ones who gettin' it, yeah

Ride 'round the city, no ceiling, yeah

I had to upgrade my living, yeah

Took me some time, but I did it, yeah

I'm balling, I stay on my pivot, yeah

Label me one of the real ones, yeah

I see 'em shootin' shots

Any one of 'em hit me, we killin' 'em dead

Pulled up sippin' on drank (drank)

Told 'em that I quit but I can't (I can't)

I just ran through a whole pint (whole pint)

Add a whole 'nother M in the bank this week

Hope a nigga don't think I'm sweet (I'm sweet)

Lil' homie graduate, buy him a new Jeep (new Jeep)

Everything mine, I don't rent it, I keep (I keep)

All kind of cars, nigga, check out my fleet

We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain't have no cable

Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain't got no neighbors

Disrespectful to a bitch, no manners, yeah

I was runnin' through bags on Campbellton

Told the streets I'm too hot, you can't handle this

I'ma lie to your honor, I'm scandalous

I like how she watchin' me (like how she watchin')

This jewelry on me goin' insane

I come from the poverty (come from the poverty)

This money ain't makin' me change (change)

Everything lit when we go up, yeah

Whole lot of four we throw up, yeah

My diamonds on fleek, they glow up, yeah

Everybody sip lean, pour up, yeah

All the PT's came from Cinco

Hope them folks don't hit me with the RICO

Still can make a call and get a kilo

Keep it real, you niggas know my steelo

Hold that thought, just keep that on the D-low

We don't pay no notes, don't go through re-po's

We gon' hit 'em up and make 'em repost

I became a neighborhood hero

Tryna listen to my conversation

Bank account a lot of puncutation

Told the plug ain't no more situations

Trap house rollin', Radric Davis (oh, God)

Pulled up sippin' on drank, yeah

Everywhere I go, big bank, yeah

Ain't never withdraw from the bank, yeah

Give a damn what a fuck nigga think, yeah

Pulled up sippin' on drank (drank)

Told 'em that I quit but I can't (I can't)

I just ran through a whole pint (whole pint)

Add a whole 'nother M in the bank this week

Hope a nigga don't think I'm sweet (I'm sweet)

Lil' homie graduate, buy him a new Jeep (new Jeep)

Everything mine, I don't rent it, I keep (I keep)

All kind of cars, nigga, check out my fleet

We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain't have no cable

Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain't got no neighbors

Disrespectful to a bitch, no manners, yeah

I was runnin' through bags on Campbellton

Told the streets I'm too hot, you can't handle this

I'ma lie to your honor, I'm scandalous

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