No Lames 2

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[Chorus: Fendi P] Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it [Verse 1: Fendi P] Pull up smoking kill, diamonds on the wheel, drippin probably spill Know I'm trill, rims big, tires little Still scrape it still, fuck it, leave em on it, I went crazy on it Swangin' corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Lane switching, got that thang in it, bass hittin' Ain't no side switchin', lame bitches fuck with lame niggas Always be direct, that way no confusion, they can't miss it Like a stack of Benjis, hunnit, either way which side you flip it Hoe, I'm fresh as most, ganj' bread and butter, Moët, make a toast Coast to coast, off the spoken word, catch the holy ghost All white, looking like the Pope, this powdеr give 'em hope All night, outsidе swangin' corners, like it's all we know [Chorus: Fendi P] Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it [Verse 2: Curren$y] I got candy on it, when I hit the corners, they put iPhone cameras on it Rolling stoning, Chevy owners, Rolls Royces, I'm standing on 'em Act like I don't want my foreigns, but I do I can't help it when it come to Chevys, I got love for them Sunday morning, wiping down my rims, I got my chrome glowing Oldies playing, fog blowing, let my car choose where I'm going We just floating, three wheel motion, sunroof open, doja smoking Times golden, watches frozen, mind focused on approaching Goals, getting closer than they appear in the mirror broseph Get it clear which word was spoken, by the dopest Before you quote him, hoe be sure you got your facts straight Rag back, triple cross, rims on that '68 [Chorus: Fendi P] Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swangin' corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swangin' corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Swanging corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it Sean gin' corners, I got candy on it, got gold Daytons on it
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