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I'm a stone cold killa You ain't gotta cap, you ain't gotta lie You ain't never seen no butterfly on a lambo Niggas step aside, your bitch lookin' like she wanna ride Pull up in a drop top Whizzer Reece aint got no tiktok, tiktok Pissed off, 'cause she let me tip her It's some Gucci, I'm a stone cold killer Pull up in her house, quick chuck my things, vanilla (Hold up, I got talk to ya real quick) Got a bag, I spent it, had to get the new thing tinted She wanna throw the bag in the back seat Hit a foreign, in a foreign it's different She gon' let me bust it down Bust it down She gon' let me bust it down Bust it down Rockin' Balenci' my ankles, suggest you pull up in your raincoat 'Cause I got the drip, drip, drip Drip chains wetting up the whip, how I feel like the drain goes Snapping on the low If you gonna flick make sure you get my good angles My wallet fuller than penco That's on the diamond, it's rainbow You should Check your pockets, don't check mine She ain't leaving with you nigga, maybe next time I'm a mac, you ain't never been to best buy What's the numbers, baby here you could text mine She let me hit in the car, 'cause my music hit on the charts She wanna be cuffed Had to tell her like my barber, I don't want no part Ooh, I know it's hard, don't take it to heart You was never mine, don't get smart with me Lower your voice, shh Lower your voice, got no choice I gave you this work I don't wanna employ I'm the best qb, I'ma past it to my boys She gonna let me bust it down Bust it down She gonna let me bust it down
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