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What?
What?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
I just got a coupe and she don't want that *
What's up, I'll pay you my credit, what's up?
I just got a coupe and she don't want *, I'm gon' throw a fit
Rats in my pocket and I can't got all
Hey, shawty look good, put rocks on her
Ain't got no air, put shots on her
Pop me a pert and I * like an animal
* her, I'm not here, you know I got stamina
Shawty gon' throw it, you know I'm gon' handle
My nigga too broke, so I told him to step it up
Run up the money, them all, I'm gon' * it up
Where's the bank? Cause you know I'm gon' fill it up
If in the back, then she grip on the sheets
Kid, if I owe me, you know nothing's sweet
I'm in the truck, yeah, I broke down the feet
We * on repeat and we do it all week
Buddy, your bro told you to have a listen
I'm in the V, but we still do the G's
Waking up early, I'm counting the G's
Yeah, we gon' get it, we do it with ease
Just know I'm gon' slide, I ain't talking no part
What is you smoking? It smell like a fart
She play with her pussy, it's looking like art
I be outside in the day and the dark
Nothing was easy, we came out real hard
Play with this *, boy, you know it ain't smart
Pull out the chopper and tell you a pun
Came from the bottom, we top in the chart
Yeah
I'm runnin' with her, baby
I don't want no runnin' with her, baby
I don't want no runnin' with her, baby
I don't want no runnin' with her, baby
Come on
I just got a coupe and she don't want that *
What's up, I'll pay you, my girl, what's up?
She don't give what she want, she gon' throw a fit
Rats in my pocket and I count that, oh
Yeah
Mm
Mm
Mm


I'm tryna have no problem
I was tryna go get my money
I was tryna go run it up, what's up?
*, pocket full of blue onions
Told the waitress, keep it coming
Bad bitch, I'm hypnotic
She just wanna touch my body
I'm finicky, dip it in my lip
Blue Rolex, chrome heart
I'ma finish what I start
Dip it when I cause a problem
I'm just tryna make the charts, what's up?
Uh-huh
What?
I don't want no runnin' with her, baby
I don't want no runnin' with her, baby
I don't want no runnin' with her, baby
I don't want no runnin' with her, baby
Come on
Mm
Mm
Mm
Mm
Mm
*
I just got a coupe and she don't want that *
What's up, I'll pay you, my girl, what's up?
She don't give what she want, she gon' throw a fit
Rats in my pocket and I count that, oh
Yeah
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