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Ya dig? Ain't no cap in my game, slime told me that Oh my god, Ronny Pull up on scene, shoot out the roof Pockets on big, check out the swoosh I got the clout, check out the coupe Jump out the spot, shoot up ya uber Come with the racks, I want the mula Play with the slimes, straight out the sewer I got the clout, I make the rules I made the drip, I make the moves Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Bitch I'm lit like candle (Lit) Trap door swingin' no candle (Swingin') Pull out the drip for the camera (Ayy) Hold up the racks like a ransom (Ransom) Red dot a Rudolph, no prancer (Red dot) All red coupe like Sansa (Sansa) Drip don't stop, on faucet (Drip) Big faces got my pockets on Slauson Who hatin'? Got a big list of targets (Big list) Watch how I rage the machine (I rage) For this Gucci T, into my scheme Turn this team, a room Adam Levine (Leggo) Skater boy, they love Avril Lavigne (Skater boy) Fastest, so yellow tape the whole scene (Whole scene) Stuffin' bands in my Saint Laurent jeans (Flood) Watch how I sauce on your team! Pull up on scene, shoot out the roof Pockets on big, check out the swoosh I got the clout, check out the coupe Jump out the spot, shoot up ya uber Come with the racks, I want the mula Play with the slimes, straight out the sewer I got the clout, I make the rules I made the drip, I make the moves Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Niggas be switching like Kyrie and 'Bron Niggas jack shit 'cause they wanna be on Cappin' ass nigga you'll never be known Nothing but hunnids in my money phone I know, I know, lil' ass nigga tryna be just like me, right I know, I know lil' ass niggas said make another one, alright They want the beef I got Angus I'm on Bruce Banner 'cause I get the green when I'm angry Got all the clothes and the hoes you dreamin' about it, you hate it Damn I feel offended Here for the water and pasta, that's Fendi Grinding like I was skateboarding no indie's Honestly, bitch, I do not like your energy Uhhhhh, my sauce on infinity! Pull up on scene, shoot out the roof Pockets on big, check out the swoosh I got the clout, check out the coupe Jump out the spot, shoot up ya uber Come with the racks, I want the mula Play with the slimes, straight out the sewer I got the clout, I make the rules I made the drip, I make the moves Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on Sauce off, sauce on
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