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My pockets are filling with blues
The drum on the stick, it's a newbie
Be quiet, I put em on mute
I got tired of fucking these groupies
I keep a cig, don't need no Lil Uzi
Ain't no more excuses
I'm a king, I came out Jerusalem
Them lil niggas beef on computers
Drum on the back, it's a ruler
I don't woke em up, I know they schnoozin
I'm a dog, a savage, I'm ruthless
I might fuck the lil hoe if she cute
But I know the lil bitch tryna use me
Elliott Diamonds on ruby
All red, lil boy that's a whoopin'
And that maybach it's white like Snoopy
Richard Miller on my wrist and it's drooping'
I'm cruisin'
Put a mill on the table like neuton
Double cuppin' my drink, excuse me
On the block, I'm bigger than Putin
Cut his face, they callin' me Kruger
Woo, Woo, Woo
Just look at the pain
This .762 leave a stain
The money gon' rain
The bitches gon' come with the fame
This shit not a game I won't let my lil brother hang
I been goin' insane the money is making em change
I fuck with the real
I just bought a crib
Let her swallow my kids and she don't need a bill
Tryin' to kill
I know they see who it is
I pour the drink out the seal
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DIONIS ADEMAJ
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