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[Chorus] Got bitches that live in Burbank and they look better than Hollywood groupies, yeah I'm fucking this bitch and she bougie, yeah Marni on Marni, i'm looking the finest We made a movie, she wanna rewind it I'm fucking this rich jewish bitch like a zionist I don't use Snapchat and I don't use IG, yeah What the fuck is you talking about I just ran through a pint and a large amount Maybach GLS 600 jumping Draco with the woodgrain, it's dumping Diamonds on her neck, well they dance We do what we want, you do what you can My backwood got 6.5 grams [Verse] I jump on her bed like Rob Van Dam Yeah my bitch don't wanna go so i'll cancel Glock 17 gone pop a blood vessel You can't keep up i'm on a whole other level She giving head for the keys to the mansion Bum ass motherfucker always mad You fucked 100 people to get in the same room as me You need a code to get in the same building as me GLE, pull up GLE 63 Yeah if you need a car out in Texas go see @Stevoogotmerollin And your bitch was already a junkie so it's not my fault if she rolling I gotta get geeked up, first thing in the morning 100 hoes in the party, this shit bloated I heard your album and that shit is atrocious I'm hitting your bitch from the back and I fold it I'm already knowing, she know that i'm already knowing Them shooters they get on your head, I gotta get going Got Wockhardt and it's dripping out of my cup you know what i'm pouring Well what I look like? Designer on me head to toe man I'm getting so fly All these hoes the exact same but i'm not like other guys I ain't gone lie, what's in my cup from the pharmacy What's on my neck not SI Yeah i'm the one that got rich and you fucking tried Back to back Porsches, who on the side? Yeah that's me on the side 5.56's fuck up your ride Live life with me, it's a whole different vibe Everybody know i'm one of a kind Shit, i'm just ahead of my time I knew I was the man since I was 9 Racks on racks I don't know what to buy What can i buy? I got drugs coming in the mail Twin turbo pull up with a V-12 She said that my name ring bells I know he got killed, oh well Hit him with a destruction spell My plug in the trap got 40 bales I bring out a brick, gone break the scale I fucked on your bitch but I know damn well My plug serve keys in a hotel I spent 5 g's on a coat, yeah, yeah Yeah, big ass seats in the Maybach Fucked on your bitch and she ain't even say that Pull up on your block you know that we burn that [Chorus] Got bitches that live in Burbank and they look better than Hollywood groupies, yeah I'm fucking this bitch and she bougie, yeah Marni on Marni, i'm looking the finest We made a movie, she wanna rewind it I'm fucking this rich jewish bitch like a zionist I don't use Snapchat and I don't use IG, yeah What the fuck is you talking about I just ran through a pint and a large amount Maybach GLS 600 jumping Draco with the woodgrain, it's dumping Diamonds on her neck, well they dance We do what we want, you do what you can My backwood got 6.5 grams