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Uh, slidin' in the Rover with the demons (slide, slide)
Big chain, I make everybody see it (see it)
Keep a lot of racks on me, believe it (rack, racks)
If we pop your chain, know we gon' keep it
All in, had nothin' to lose so I went all in
Ballin', look inside my stomach, pills dissolvin'
Can't stand up, said she want an Uber, so I called it
I'm 5'9, stand on top my money and f*ck a tall bitch
Fell in love with cars, we talkin' Bentley, I want GT (skrrt, skrrt)
Rappers say they ballin', but they playin' in the D-League
Say you rockin' ice, but all that shit is lookin' cheap
Dior for all my bitches, I drip momma out in CC
Get your real dope, drop it in the pot and it gon' lock up
Trap boy, 'fore I leave the crib, I fill my socks up
Black toy, fifty in the drummer, get 'em wrapped up
Double cup, pop another seal, it's time to act up

Pinesol, say you gon' take my chain, you sniffin' PineSol
If I f*ck her one time, then she mine, dawg
Told my opps, "You don't want smoke"
I'm up, I'll buy y'all (I'll buy y'all)
Drivin' inside a Maybach, I got blinds, dawg (skrrt, skrrt)
Eight different watches, still don't got no time, dawg
What do I wanna do? Can't make my mind up
My plug just got some more, so I'ma buy 'em all (buy 'em all)
Poppin' Ecstasy like it's Tylenol (Tylenol, pop)

Feel like I got problems, I'm insane (I'm insane)
Chemical imbalance in my brain (in my brain)
'Til I die, I don't think the hate gon' stop (oh)
For every fan there's someone that want me to flop (yeah, f*ck no)
Hit after hit, givin' hits straight to the head
Even though I'm rich, still can't free my bro in the feds
F*ck my enemies, yeah, fill 'em up with lead, yeah
Make sure that he dead
I don't think nobody could do what the bands did
Wonder how we took the penitentiary chances
Got a lot of bags and now the gang is spendin'
Drivin' to the crib, huh, where my judge just landed
Give a ho an acid drop, she blew the spot (slatt)
Wipe your nose like it's full of snot
Did a show, three hundred on the dot (on the dot)
Pourin' up Lean on the rocks

Pinesol, say you gon' take my chain, you sniffin' PineSol
If I f*ck her one time, then she mine, dawg
Told my opps, "You don't want smoke"
I'm up, I'll buy y'all (I'll buy y'all)
Drivin' inside a Maybach, I got blinds, dawg (skrrt, skrrt)
Eight different watches, still don't got no time, dawg
What do I wanna do? Can't make my mind up
My plug just got some more, so I'ma buy 'em all (buy 'em all)
Poppin' Ecstasy like it's Tylenol (Tylenol)
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Uh, slidin' in the Rover with the demons (slide, slide)
Big chain, I make everybody see it (see it)
Keep a lot of racks on me, believe it (rack, racks)
If we pop your chain, know we gon' keep it
All in, had nothin' to lose so I went all in
Ballin', look inside my stomach, pills dissolvin'
Can't stand up, said she want an Uber, so I called it
I'm 5'9, stand on top my money and f*ck a tall bitch
Fell in love with cars, we talkin' Bentley, I want GT (skrrt, skrrt)
Rappers say they ballin', but they playin' in the D-League
Say you rockin' ice, but all that shit is lookin' cheap
Dior for all my bitches, I drip momma out in CC
Get your real dope, drop it in the pot and it gon' lock up
Trap boy, 'fore I leave the crib, I fill my socks up
Black toy, fifty in the drummer, get 'em wrapped up
Double cup, pop another seal, it's time to act up

Pinesol, say you gon' take my chain, you sniffin' PineSol
If I f*ck her one time, then she mine, dawg
Told my opps, "You don't want smoke"
I'm up, I'll buy y'all (I'll buy y'all)
Drivin' inside a Maybach, I got blinds, dawg (skrrt, skrrt)
Eight different watches, still don't got no time, dawg
What do I wanna do? Can't make my mind up
My plug just got some more, so I'ma buy 'em all (buy 'em all)
Poppin' Ecstasy like it's Tylenol (Tylenol, pop)

Feel like I got problems, I'm insane (I'm insane)
Chemical imbalance in my brain (in my brain)
'Til I die, I don't think the hate gon' stop (oh)
For every fan there's someone that want me to flop (yeah, f*ck no)
Hit after hit, givin' hits straight to the head
Even though I'm rich, still can't free my bro in the feds
F*ck my enemies, yeah, fill 'em up with lead, yeah
Make sure that he dead
I don't think nobody could do what the bands did
Wonder how we took the penitentiary chances
Got a lot of bags and now the gang is spendin'
Drivin' to the crib, huh, where my judge just landed
Give a ho an acid drop, she blew the spot (slatt)
Wipe your nose like it's full of snot
Did a show, three hundred on the dot (on the dot)
Pourin' up Lean on the rocks

Pinesol, say you gon' take my chain, you sniffin' PineSol
If I f*ck her one time, then she mine, dawg
Told my opps, "You don't want smoke"
I'm up, I'll buy y'all (I'll buy y'all)
Drivin' inside a Maybach, I got blinds, dawg (skrrt, skrrt)
Eight different watches, still don't got no time, dawg
What do I wanna do? Can't make my mind up
My plug just got some more, so I'ma buy 'em all (buy 'em all)
Poppin' Ecstasy like it's Tylenol (Tylenol)
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Writer: Andrew Kenneth Franklin, Jordan Fox, Navraj Goraya
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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