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2017 was locked in a box, and they ain't let me out They ain't want me to win Now I'm pushin' 911 Porsche Panamera Now I'm really whippin' a Benz I ain't do it by myself, Im'ma bring my brothers Im'ma bring my buddies in Really wan' a Z06, gotta' live large Pull up in a Cullinan Bitch I gotta' jump, and I ain't goin' back I've been doin' well, hope you knowin' that I've been livin' large, on the top floor Call the shots, bitch I'm the quarterback Tell me baby, hol' up, why your mind change? You ain't want me, til' I pull out my chain You a mini-me, we is not the same This a newer me, my mind change I wanna' light it up Got a couple few bitches that I'm pipin' up You can't do what I do, you ain't big enough I can do what I do, with my ditches up Im'ma pull up Z06, tell a hater to eat my dick There's some drugs, that I miss I can't wait to do the foreign laneswitch 2017 was locked in a box, and they ain't let me out They ain't want me to win Now I'm pushin' 911 Porsche Panamera Now I'm really whippin' a Benz I ain't do it by myself, Im'ma bring my brothers Im'ma bring my buddies in Really wan' a Z06, gotta' live large Pull up in a Cullinan 2017 was locked in a box, and they ain't let me out They ain't want me to win Now I'm pushin' 911 Porsche Panamera Now I'm really whippin' a Benz I ain't do it by myself, Im'ma bring my brothers Im'ma bring my buddies in Really wan' a Z06, gotta' live large Pull up in a Cullinan I've been jumpin' outta' gym My bitch bad model Chris is on my neck You know I had 'em in the shadow My bitch bad, I don't really hit the lotto I've been busy setting trends Hit 'em with the mix, that boy follow Hey, hey, hey, woo You cannot beef with me All of my enemies How many enemies? 1 2 3 4 5 Im'ma shoot 'em with the Tec Im'ma put 'em up in the sky Im'ma put that boy to sleep I ain't talkin 'bout the fye Slime ball shit, free Thug I ain't trippin' it, it what it was I ain't trippin' it come with the flood 2017 was locked in a box, and they ain't let me out They ain't want me to win Now I'm pushin' 911 Porsche Panamera Now I'm really whippin' a Benz I ain't do it by myself, Im'ma bring my brothers Im'ma bring my buddies in Really wan' a Z06, gotta' live large Pull up in a Cullinan Bitch I gotta' jump, and I ain't goin' back I've been doin' well, hope you knowin' that I've been livin' large, on the top floor Call the shots, bitch I'm the quarterback Tell me baby, hol' up, why your mind change? You ain't want me, til' I pull out my chain You a mini-me, we is not the same This a newer me, my mind change I wanna' light it up Got a couple few bitches that I'm pipin' up You can't do what I do, you ain't big enough I can do what I do, with my ditches up Im'ma pull up Z06, tell a hater to eat my dick There's some drugs, that I miss I can't wait to do the foreign laneswitch
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