(You’re gonna end up dead too)
I think she the one
She countin’ my racks, she rollin’ my blunt
Get what you want
Drip, only thing tear is the Denim
Whatever you want (Want, want)
Trips, Louis, Chanel, Fendi
Whatever you want
Hit up a friend, we flyin’ ’em in, yeah, I’m tryna stunt
I’m tryna stunt on this bitch
See the grip that I got, see it came with a kick
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