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Tonalité : B minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Dior runners
Got a bag, made six M's in
two summers (bag)
Your watch is stupid but my diamonds
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look dumber (bling)
Every time they book me,
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I'ma do numbers (numbers)
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Might buy a Wraith and chop the top
off for the summer (skrrt)
Might take his top off, got the chopper,
doing numbers (numbers)
I graduated out the trap,
got my diploma ('ploma)
Always be myself,
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I'm never playing no persona ('sona)
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Hundred dollar bills and Backwoods,
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my aroma ('roma)
Verse 2
Bitch, I'm balling, cross you over,
hit a floater (swish)
She bust it open,
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I ain't had to bend her over (bust it, bust it)
I could bet my Urus is faster
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than your Rover
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I could bet your favorite rapper is
a poser (yeah)
Handling business what I'm 'bout
Handle my business, kick her out
I'm like a dentist in her
mouth (in her mouth)
Big bag and three bank accounts
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I deposit big amounts
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I wear brands I can't pronounce
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Paranoid, I back out,
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better back out my way (way)
Once I feel disrespected, there
ain't nothing to say (say)
I can make some money
doing nothing today
Dressed her up in Maison,
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diamonds wrap up my bae
Verse 3
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Dior runners
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Got a bag, made six M's
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in two summers (bag)
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Your watch is stupid but my diamonds
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look dumber (bling)
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Every time they book me,
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I'ma do num bers (numbers)
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Might buy a Wraith and chop the top
off for the summer (skrrt)
Might take his top off, got the chopper,
doing numbers (numbers)
I graduated out the trap,
got my diploma (yeah)
Always be myself, I'm never playing
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no persona ('sona)
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Hundred dollar bills and Backwoods,
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my aroma (yeah)
Verse 4
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Getting money now,
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so I don't gotta hold it (no)
Before I leave my house,
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still make sure that it's loaded (fo' sho')
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To getting Benjamin Franklins, I'm devoted
I can't fit 'em in my pockets,
on explosion
Foreign fast, put your seat belt on
and sit tight (skrrt)
Twenty four inch my wheels,
like what's your kit like?
She tried to snap me, kick her out,
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she better hitch hike
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I got it on my own,
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I had to get right
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Driftin' tires burning on the turnpike
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She said you're such a
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fuckboy, that you made her turn dyke
Flew the batch overseas
Step in Dior and double C's
And it feel normal to me
Verse 5
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Dior runners
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Got a bag, made six M's in
two summers (bag)
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Your watch is stupid but my diamonds
Dm
Dm
look dumber (bling)
Every time they book me,
Gm
Gm
I'ma do numbers (numbers)
Dm
Dm
Might buy a Wraith and chop the top
off for the summer (skrrt)
Might take his top off, got the chopper,
doing numbers (numbers)
Gm
Gm
I graduated out the trap,
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Dm
got my diploma (yeah)
Always be myself,
Gm
Gm
I'm never playing no persona ('sona)
Hundred dollar bills and Backwoods,
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Bb
Gm
Gm
my aroma ('roma)
Outro 1
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