[Hook]
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I pull up in that 'Rari whip
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Smoking on that Marley piff
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Got me on that cocky shit
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Like I'm fighting Rocky VI
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Flexing on 'em, diamonds dancing on my wrist
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VVS in my lobes, Forgiatos on the 'Vette
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50 hollows in the tech
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Totin, smokin, popping bottles
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Brought some models for the set
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Bitch I'm running through a check
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Spent a car note on my neck
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Bitch I'm running through a check
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Spend them racks to make it back
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And then I'm running through the rest
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[Verse 1]
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I remember being broke as fuck, now I'm out here smoking bus
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Riding with a bitch that eat the dick while I'm rolling up
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These city niggas know wassup, we hit the club they know its us
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Nina got my trues saggin, Louie V belt hold it up
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Smoking potent
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Sipping potion
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Remy stroking
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Henny holding
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Back up in the club, got them racks up in the club
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Thick bitches bending over let me crack up in the club
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If a nigga muggin at us we attack up in the club
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Boy dont act up in the club, we snuck that Mac up in the club
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You hear click clack up in the club, call for backup in the club
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I spent them stacks in VIP so they let me back up in the club
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Cus I'm the man and bitches brag about me to they other man
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Bout how I spazz in True Religion and hold stacks in rubberbands
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Breitling dancing on my right, Rolly on my other hand
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I be shining in the dark, like I'm shining in the light
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I'm seeing circles in the night from mixing purple with the sprite, lean
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2]
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I'm talking shit, thats cus I'mma talking brick
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All I rock is foreign shit, these niggas can't afford to get
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I hit the strip, all the hoes explode tryna lose they clothes
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Like the way my Trues sag, 300 on my Trues tag
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Ask me who the hottest out, I gave that ho a news flash
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Told her Lil Herb I'm the hottest bitch
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I got prada kicks when I shop and shit
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Always smoking tropic bitch, I done done it been thru a lot of drama
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Young niggas into cockin Llamas
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I'mma lil nigga with a lot of commas
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I ain't tryna brag I'm just being honest
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When I close my eyes all I see is hunnids
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Riding solo in the Beamer stuntin'
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Niggas hating but the bitches love it
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Shirt off with the bitch in public
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If a nigga muggin I'mma give him something
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Hit him up before he hear I'm coming
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Skeet off I ain't fearing nothing
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Ya girl want me cus she hear I'm stuntin
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Cashed out in the gear, its nothing
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Neck twenty and my ear a hunnid
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If ya bitch fucking I'mma get her busting
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Pacifer I'mma get her sucking
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Dick the only thing I'll give a woman
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I ain't got time for no date or lunches
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I won't be your husband, I can't even trust you
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[Hook]
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Runnin' Through A Check
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| Lil Herb |
