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Yeah, serve more dope, one liter, yeah (Freebandz) | Serve my dope, my heater, yeah (Freebandz) | Sleepin' on the floor with my heater, yeah
Yeah, serve more dope, one liter, yeah (Freebandz) Serve my dope, my heater, yeah (Freebandz) Sleepin' on the floor with my heater, yeah Sleepin' in the house with my heater, yeah (super) Sleepin' in the house with my beater, yeah (D. Hill) Sleepin' in the house with my people, yeah (Loudy Luna) Sleepin' in the house with my diva, yeah Sleepin' on the floor with my heater, yeah Fillin' up dope, one liter, yeah Fillin' up dope, one liter, yeah Serve my dope in wife beaters, yeah Serve my dope in wife beaters, yeah Mama, mama, Caesar's, woo I'm gettin' fly like a eagle, woo I wear more Gucci than Gucci, woo All of this money, I'm moody, woo All of this money, I'm moody, woo Getting my vici, my veni, I'm rulin' Yeah, yeah, money and power and sex, yeah Cut up my rings with baguettes, yeah Drinkin' on syrup, hit the net, yeah Swish, swish, yeah, yeah Havin', I'm havin' somethin' to do with that bitch that you be cuddlin' with Out the South of France, I got different cultures suckin' on me I was poppin' Xans, servin' that dope and bought me a company I try OxyContin and wash the cash at the laundry I be livin' in luxu-luxury in different countries I got bitches beggin'-beggin' me in different continents I could never cuff a-cuff a bitch who never on the moll' I would never trust her, only judge off what she done for me Ice got me glistenin' like ocean, no, yeah, yeah (whoa, whoa) I already smashed her up, now, baby, put it all in that nana (whoa, whoa) Made her count that money, so much money, she look cockeyed (whoa, whoa) Fuck on her Snapchat, like, "Baby, go, this gon' go viral" (Freebandz gang) Mama, mama, Caesar's, woo I'm gettin' fly like a eagle, woo I wear more Gucci than Gucci, woo All of this money, I'm moody, woo All of this money, I'm moody, woo Getting my vici, my veni, I'm rulin' Yeah, yeah, money and power and sex, yeah Cut up my rings with baguettes, yeah Drinkin' on syrup, hit the net, yeah Swish, swish, yeah, yeah So many fuckin' bands, woulda thought this shit was counterfeit Pull up, some new Balenci', NUMBER (N)INE, this shit my counter fit (my other) So many different vibes, beggin' me, just tryna suck my dick I'm Baby Pluto (Baby Pluto), pockets, they big like a sumo (sumo) Pockets, they fat like it's glucose (glucose) I brought a Phantom, a new Ghost (new Ghost) Got some new beef, then that boy roast (boy) About the bread and that boy toast (hah) No, these niggas don't wanna talk, though (huh?) I put some touch on my earlobes (yeah) You know 12, they knockin' at the front door (Lil Uzi) I had to run out the motherfuckin' back door (whoa) Pullin' up right there, right there in the two-door, whoa Bye-bye, toodles I'll kick the shit like it's judo (bitch, bitch) Walk on the beat, only two toes Pull up, a double M truck and it's two-tone (woah) Two bitches, they stay with me You know I'm a dog, I stay with two redbones (uh) Two white cups, that's the Styrofoam (grr) High off of pills, talk with two phones (yeah, yeah) Look at them two bitches that was with me Both suckin', I get two domes (suck it up) I ain't gon' lie, motherfucker get too gone Motherfucker get way too gone (uh, uh) Young boy nigga gettin' too much money (too much) I might as well go buy two homes, yeah (oh, wait, two homes, yeah) Sleepin' on the floor with my heater, yeah Fillin' up dope, one liter, yeah (yeah) Fillin' up dope, one liter, yeah (Lil Uzi) Serve my dope in wife beaters, yeah (yeah) Serve my dope in wife beaters, yeah Mama, mama, Caesar's, woo I'm gettin' fly like a eagle, woo (yeah) I wear more Gucci than Gucci, woo All of this money, I'm moody, woo All of this money, I'm moody, woo (let's go) Getting my vici, my veni, I'm rulin' Yeah, yeah, money and power and sex, yeah (yeah) Cut up my rings with baguettes, yeah (yeah) Drinkin' on syrup, hit the net, yeah Swish, swish, yeah, yeah (swish)
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