Forbes List

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You know these shit is like, ayy, ooh, ooh

Ooh, style gang, ooh, ooh

Got to roll up for the adlibs, yeah

Baby saw my wrist and thought that I just made the forbes list, all my jewelry gorgeous all my bitches gorgeous, I'm so high I'm outerspace I'm in another orbit

I got ice like hockey sticks, she give head psychologist, told that bih don't question me don't need yo hypothesis; keep a fine lil cougar she thought I was jalen green, when I get her pussy acapella make her sing, these opps think they can fuck with me not even in they dreams

When I get up in the pussy, acapella make a scene

My opps, they can't fuck with me

In red light for any dreams

Smokin' like a rasta