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[chorus]
i’m f*ckin’ yo b*tch, she sat on my d*ck, i’m touchin’ her ovaries, uh huh
i’m finna get rich, just me and my b*tch, we finna go overseas, uh huh
you n*ggas try ridin’ my wave, but you n*ggas just some wannabes, uh huh
my n*ggas is wit’ me, we want the cash, my money siamese
[verse 1]
onna beach, feel the sand in my sandals
b*tch i’m ballin’, you can’t f*ck wit’ my handles
pillow talkin’ get you lit like a candle
finna make it, and you n*ggas can’t handle it
blowin’ up this year, and you b*tches not comin’ wit’ us
you can’t live this type of lifestyle, so just mind your business
me and my n*gga milano, we finna go crazy
finna f*ck the summer up, we be in cali
we coolin’, we boolin’, spend a milli’ like it’s 100 bucks
n*ggas bе mad cuz they stuck inna city, we travelin’, you cannot f*ck wit’ us
i do not f*ck wit’ you brokе n*ggas, cuz you be fakin’, you phony, don’t play wit’ us
[verse 2]
rolls royce truck inna back, no play b*tch
thinkin’ shi funny, my n*ggas gon’ spray sh*t
we finna get rich, you b*tches can’t face it
sh*t on the ones that said i wouldn’t make it
so what, you can stay mad, it’s game time
got two b*tches in my bed at the same time
had to get some help before all the fame
i don’t need it, but it’s a blessing so i claim mine
b*tch, where you goin’? you know i do pop*ups
ain’t no n*gga on this earth that’s gon’ stop us
i came from eatin’ trays when i was locked up
now b*tches gettin’ in line just to top us
4k twan in this b*tch, we up now
hit yo b*tch in vip, she’s a sl*t now
we finna party ’til sun up and sun down
this the life that we livin’
[chorus]
i’m f*ckin’ yo b*tch, she sat on my d*ck, i’m touchin’ her ovaries, uh huh
i’m finna get rich, just me and my b*tch, we finna go overseas, uh huh
you n*ggas try ridin’ my wave, but you n*ggas just some wannabes, uh huh
my n*ggas is wit’ me, we want the cash, my money siamese
i’m f*ckin’ yo b*tch, she sat on my d*ck, i’m touchin’ her ovaries, uh huh
i’m finna get rich, just me and my b*tch, we finna go overseas, uh huh
you n*ggas try ridin’ my wave, but you n*ggas just some wannabes, uh huh
my n*ggas is wit’ me, we want the cash, my money siamese
[verse 3]
semi*automatic, n*ggas say they had it
run up in yo sh*t, yo n*ggas ain’t safe
n*ggas always talkin’ ’bout how they got it from the mud
i gotta put you in your place
i do not care about you m*th*f*ckas talkin’ sh*t
you could never be in my place
you cannot rush it, you gotta be patient
no tortoise and hare, cuz this is not a race
flexin’ onna gram, you know who i am
you n*ggas is babies, no green eggs and ham
coolin’ off a xan, we don’t give a d*mn
hot in the studio, better bring a fan
i’ll be chillin’, sippin’ piña coladas
finna fly my private jet to the bahamas
finna check a bag and f*ck up some commas
if you not f*ckin’ wit’ the team—sayonara
[chorus]
i’m f*ckin’ yo b*tch, she sat on my d*ck, i’m touchin’ her ovaries, uh huh
i’m finna get rich, just me and my b*tch, we finna go overseas, uh huh
you n*ggas try ridin’ my wave, but you n*ggas just some wannabes, uh huh
my n*ggas is wit’ me, we want the cash, my money siamese
i’m f*ckin’ yo b*tch, she sat on my d*ck, i’m touchin’ her ovaries, uh huh
i’m finna get rich, just me and my b*tch, we finna go overseas, uh huh
you n*ggas try ridin’ my wave, but you n*ggas just some wannabes, uh huh
my n*ggas is wit’ me, we want the cash, my money siamese

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