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Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Been that man, she like, damn I'm like, "Yeah" I got bands in my hands I'm like, "Yeah, hoe" Contraband Smoking that up, yeah, with my damn bros I'm the man Do what I can now, yeah, what you can't do Count up checks Like, what's next? Way out the mix Had to step away, 'cause niggas counterfeit Watch me make a wave, and niggas drown in it Dodo-dodo-dodo-do! (Heh) They watching my moves They ask for a pic Before how I'm doing I'm still getting used to it But watch how I do 'em I'm speaking money talk Yes, I'm really fluent They still tryna sign the kid, but I didn't do it Just look at my neck bitch, you know how we do it You know how we doing You better make room 'Cause I'm coming through whether you like it or not I'm taking my spot Been taking they thots (brr) She tryna get in my picture, that shit getting cropped (moo) Niggas been runnin' with hoes, feel like I'm a highlighted jock Yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah, hoe Yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah, hoe Been that man, she like, damn I'm like, "Yeah" I got bands in my hands I'm like, "Yeah, hoe" Contraband Smoking that up, yeah, with my damn bros I'm the man Do what I can now, yeah, what you can't do Count up checks Like, what's next? Way out the mix Had to step away, 'cause niggas counterfeit Watch me make a wave, and niggas drown in it Watch 'em drown Flood, flood, flood
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