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What he say
Safe to say I'm addicted to sauce
Dedicated don't dip in the vault
This the way we can re up the loss
Come & listen do more than u talk
Ona floor
Ona go
In a loft
What he say
He say greatest.
He raw
Ain't no need for debating ..we off
Separated the 100s & all
Look at shawty she popping thang
I can't stop
I'm getting top by my main
the range was tented
Unbuckle balmains
Solid color balency they plain
Off white & maqueen
Ain't nothing the Same
Should've knew I was up when I came
He Str8 Out the bottom & scraping the change up
Now you better remember my name
Plus
Dior dolce gabana
New jeans
Purple label
No typical tings
A tropical trip
I got lit wit my queen
Out her catching my drip through the lenz
New AMG benz
Interior blend
I just spent some additional inns
Exotic
Who got it
Hit tip for the strand
We then ran up grip from land
You a fan
Buy bows & grams
And sparking potential wit hoes
U playing
Look
I then ordered more xans
To sleep off the scam
We cut off yo hand
If yo man took it
He Way too advance
For damn rookies
Heard u acting like Pam
Demand cuffs
I cant give out no trust
my hand lucky
That's the reason u stuck
Ya band bussed
Shorty time to erupt
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Stephon Bobo
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