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(Oh my god, is that Drexz?)

(Whoa, ohhh, ohhh)

(Gllahhh!)

(Whoa!)

(Hearts) (This is agenda) (Boom, boom, boom!)

(Bitch!)

She too obsessed

That girl, she making me her header

At the show

I'm finna rage out

Some shit like heavy metal

Like, oh my god

I'm spending them racks, I got that shit straight from the bank

Straight from the teller

She so obsessive

Tried to break up with her ex for me, I'm like

Never ever (Hoe!)

Yeah, I'm balling so hard, I feel like Klay (Yeah let's go!)

What the fuck you niggas on, ain't like this, what you gotta say

And I'm stacking my bands so tall

Hop in that AMG, I'm switching lanes (Skkrrrr)

Like fuck what they gotta say

On tour, fuck a bitch from Santa Fe (Santa Fe)

Counting my sonic coins (Wow!)

I got them chips, ahoy (Let's go!)

I got so many horses up in my whip, invaded the city of Troy

Glock 19 with a clip extension, bitch

I play with that shit like a toy (Boom, boom, boom!)

You say you so tough, pull up and end me bitch (Okay!)

The FN is making some noise

She wanna fuck with me, I got my bands up (Bands up)

Just look at my Patek wrist (Yeah)

Huh, I'm cuffing the baddest bitch (Okay!)

Diamonds all on my neck, she see that shit, and it make her wetter (Yeah, let's go!)

Hop in that SRT, it's a four door bitch

Still got scores to settle (Gllahhh!)

You say that you miss me, but I know that's cap

(You never ever did, no, you never ever did) (Yeah, you never did)

Yeah, ever since last night, I got it back on track

Yeah, fuck what they talking bout, I know I'm him (Let's go!)

She too obsessed

That girl, she making me her header (Making me her header)

At the show

I'm finna rage out

Some shit like heavy metal (Wow, yeah let's go!)

Like, oh my god

I'm spending them racks, I got that shit straight from the bank

Straight from the teller

She so obsessive (Whoa!)

Tried to break up with her ex for me, I'm like (What!)

Never ever (Hoe!) (No, no)

Yeah, I'm balling so hard, I feel like Klay

What the fuck you niggas on, ain't like this, what you gotta say (Oh my god!)

And I'm stacking my bands so tall

Hop in that AMG, I'm switching lanes (Wow!)

Like fuck what they gotta say (Whoa!)

On tour, fuck a bitch from Santa Fe (Santa Fe)