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[Produced by BenG NamoR]
[Bridge (x2): Kraay]
I’m with my niggas smoking blunts all day
Texting bitches rolling Swishers playing GTA
Fucking models popping bottles if I feel that way
Get the fuck up out my face
And give me some space
Got money on my brain
I’m with my niggas smoking blunts all day
Texting bitches rolling Swishers playing GTA
Fucking models popping bottles if I feel that way
Get the fuck up out my face
And give me some space
Got money on my brain
[Verse: D]
Bitches like Young Kraay say
Flipping ho’s like quarters they all give me face
Riding deep three twelve inch on the bass
Rolling blunts bet we gone need a case
Uh, Mac
D baby took your girlfriend last week
Beefy boys burning fast gasoline bitch
Cause I’m riding hot and I’m burning pot
I dog ho’s and I love to fuck and stunt a lot
[Hook: Shammas]
Riding round with the boys in town
And we always keeping it G
Riding round with the windows down
Cause we blowing all of these trees
Ladies dropping panties
Thunder clapping to the beat
Blowing loud we bumping loud
Catch us cruising down your street
Like aye, aye, aye, aye
[Bridge]
[Verse 2: Kraay]
That Kraay, that Kraay
Every time I hit the stage
No thing know this shit gone bang
Swear on everything mind made
And gone remain the same
Precision pass of that ass
When you fucking with the diamond in the grass
With the team of this hash
Got the wax about to make your bitch dab
These bitches need elevators
No wonder they fucking hate us
Continually elevating you stand still
You at your pinnacle
Nigga I ain’t even started shit
Picasso baby foogazy nigga you counterfeit
Fuck the fame all my niggas getting fucking rich
Fucking rich, fucking rich, fucking rich, fucking rich
Fuck the fame back to Cali get them figures quick
Figures quick, figures quick, figures quick, figures quick
[Hook]
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