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Access Granted I need me a milli, my nigga, lets get it Got 36 maids cooking lunch in the kitchen Just came from a meeting, was meeting Aladdin Done with the lamp, now I'm holding the magic You living your life, well I think that it's tragic I'm drapped in designer I'm flooded in Thrasher I'm skating on niggas, you niggas ain't with it Jordan's exclusive, they cost bought a Bentley I got a few things ex's, keep calling and shxt Bobble-head bxtches, get nothing but dxck Maybe some bubblegum, that's about it I stay with a gauntlet, Infinity Stones on my wrist This shxt right here is a mystery Call up the Gang, and they pull out machinery Bigger than Thanos, one snap of my finger, make niggas disappear way quicker than Spidey senses You follow the leader, I ball, Mr. Jetter, you slide in DMs, you be paying to meet her I pull up 2 seater You pull up two feet-er You pull up on her saying, "Hi, it's me, it's nice to meet you" Niggas be trying, to swim the sharks They all on my wave Can't handle the water You ain't about money, then don't even bother My circle a period, me and my partners I need a bag like I gotta have it I came from the O So I'm making the magic The rich and the famous We dream to live lavish Gucci the bezel It's Gucci the baggage Let's make a milli my nigga I'm wit it Them niggas ain't bout it So they can forget It I'm stretching her out Lil momma my slinky When I'm pullin out Shawty look back like jinkies I know a few girls that be falling for shit Blow up my phone they keep callin and shit Can't slide in my DMs I'm ballin Lil bih You niggas ain't grinding you stallin and shit I'm deep in her water Lil bitch I'm an angler See I fuck wit woman I don't fuck wit strangers She riding my wave We Icey like glaciers Lil momma from Houston I'm her Texas ranger As soon as she met me She wouldn't forget me Shawty so thick Cause she used to be hefty If she a righty I'm fuckin her lefty Then pour up the Crown In a double cup and the Pepsi Me ima Libra A natural born leader See my wrist is frosty Got left in the freezer Don't come to close You might catch a fever Ducked off in the cut with Rochelle and Juanita We can go out but just Know I don't need ya I keep it a buck I'm not Tryna mislead ya If you ain't the vibe I'm not fuckin It's see ya Double cup pouring the drink out the liter We can go out but just Know I don't need ya I keep it a buck I'm not Tryna mislead ya If you ain't the vibe I'm not fuckin It's see ya Double cup pouring the drink out the liter
Writer(s): Damarcus Stewart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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