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I put Porscha on a plane, but she came right back
I put Debbie on some drank, but she came right back
Mix the turn-up with the trippy, bitch I stay like that
I let her run around the city but she came right back
I been in the laboratory… Or riding ’round the O with Ben and Cory
We ain’t talking shit, we tryna sell a story
City got my back and you can hear them yelling for me
Until I hit my 40’s and got pornstars at my orgies
I’ma kill the whole damn game with every track that I keep recording
(Keep reporting) Tell the masses, I’m the shit just listen for me
I’ll be out here repping Real Street and behaving very poorly (very poorly)
I go, get it, the hardest youngin’ in the business
No cap, just facts when I pen it
And I ain’t the one to leave a motherfucking witness
Take me to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
I’ll find that 4 famo fuck with me, I get a lil’ Dizzy and then this your city
Work every day but I smoke like a hippy
Put her on a plane watch her come back to me
Back it up, and I’ma take what she give me
Enjoy my view and then wait for it to hit me
I got ’em like „Oh he cold, why the fuck he ain’t rich yet?
Boy I don’t know, but I bet he getting his dick wet
Oh he cold, why the fuck he ain’t rich yet?
Boy I don’t know, but I bet he getting his dick wet
Oh he cold, why the fuck he ain’t rich yet?
Boy I don’t know, but I bet he getting his dick wet”
I put Porscha on a plane, but she came right back
I put Debbie on some drank, but she came right back
Mix the turn-up with the trippy, bitch I stay like that
I let her run around the city but she came right back
I got ’em back in awe, stand back while I’m blasting off
With a dumb bad bitch tryna jack me off
I put the team on my back if the pack involved
And send a fool back to school like Asher Roth
I put Porscha on a plane, I put Debbie on that drank
You put work up on my plate and I’ll put money in your bank
That’s a fact, fuck with me today you gon’ see it
It’s as simple as cake, I just got that shit and they need it
I ain’t from here
So call me if you really tryna meet us motherfucker Real Street
I put Porscha on a plane, but she came right back
I put Debbie on some drank, but she came right back
Mix the turn-up with the trippy, bitch I stay like that
I let her run around the city but she came right back
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