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I got real hoes, and I got real friends I got real hoes, I'm in that real benz, yeah

I got that cash flow on my shit, I got them real bands, yeah

I got that bitch, she on my dick, she doin' handstands, yeah

Well, I got fat money All the honey buns, I make that cash, I make luh honey

She want hop on dick, she on my shit

Jus like a bunny Wipe a nigga nose for talkin shit, we leave em' runny

I been stuntin' on this since back then,

Back then, back then, woah, yeah We been stuntin' on this, we came from the

Back end, back end, woah, yeah I got an FN' on my hip, crack em', crack em'

Yeah Pistol packin', nigga, yeah, we pack em' pack em' pack em' up

Woah I only see the sun when I wake up, bitch

I'm always up at the nighttime That nigga talkin' bout me and my twins

Lil' nigga, we slide at the muhfuckin' at nighttime

That nigga wouldn't hop into them Benz, lil' nigga, you broke it ain even

The right time We finna travel the muhfuckin' world, then

Nigga, I told you, you know it's a fly time, yeah

Bitch, I'm way too fly, bitch, I'm way too up

Geeked up in that Benz too high, yeah, I'm sorry that I been geeked up fuck'd ya hoe

two times, You know I'm sorry that I geeked up, cause

My neck froze two times, yeah,

yeah, I won't make amends

Yeah, got cash until the end, I'm throwin' racks inside my Benz

Yeah, he talkin' bout me and twin, we spin his ass like ceiling fan

Yeah, these hoes want me and twin, don't give no fucks

They talkin' bout us, don't get no damn, yeah

Drank in my cup, High as fuck innit, She wan hop inna bentley truck innit

Stack it up, My bank replenish If it's up then it's stuck not finished

Glock on me, it's so damn finished, Inna damn big boy truck windows tinted

Rockin' Rick with my twins, nigga, and these hoes on my side tryna get a winnin

I been always so damn paid, bitch, I got all my racks today

I been always so damn paid, I'm blowin' that bitch back today

Broke, ain't got no cash, you got no money while I'm at Saks today

Greased that hoe, I fucked that hoe, I'm beatin up her sack today

I got real hoes, and I got real friends I got real hoes, I'm in that real benz, yeah

I got that cash flow on my shit, I got them real bands, yeah

I got that bitch, she on my dick, she doin' handstands, yeah

Well, I got fat money All the honey buns, I make that cash, I make luh honey

She want hop on dick, she on my shit

Jus like a bunny Wipe a nigga nose for talkin shit, we leave em' runny