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[Verse]

Check the boy out, y’all can play your own parts
Cause a nigga left the streets, now I’m king of the charts
My homie Nick told me on his deathbed: deuce, roll it
And if I ever get severed, kept my cojones
I hustled hard, y’all can’t tell me shit
Just check the temperature, i’m hot but I iced my wrist
Money pouring, I’m too fly, I’m so soaring
You still down underscoring, that’s why yo flow’s flooring
I can’t have any rest
Because these rappers always tryna give me something to test
And I might go back and pull up the gats
But I’m worth too much, I’d rather just blow out some stacks
I’m not a role model, just had a role motto
Now this mulatto getting models drinking gold bottles
This horns got me feeling bravado
I made more money than the motherfucking lotto

[Hook]

And when you see a bad bitch giving eyes, nigga go crazy
And when you drop a hundred bands in the club, nigga go crazy
And if you popping champagnes to the sky, nigga go crazy
And if you hood still going through mugs, nigga go crazy

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