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Louis V bulletproof vest on
Yeah I’m sucker duckin’ in style hoe
Off-White shoestring ‘round my neck
That’s what hold the TEC-9 ho

Off-White mu’****er tahoe

Turn this mu’****er to a sideshow
Supreme Airmax when I slide though
We ain’t talkin’ Curtis - call em 5-0


I ain’t see nothin’, I was blindfold
.223 like a pinecone
.762 like a time bomb
Rapid fire trigger, then we drive slow

I can make the shot with my eyes closed

Hundred on the plane like Ralo
**** with my cup, got my mind gone
Make ya bitch bob like Sideshow


Then we skrt off
Then we swerve off
All my jewel on
With my shirt off


Gold money counter from Ben Baller
Only want the head if she gon’ swallow
Drive the new lamb like Impala
Rockin’ black forces at the Met Gala


Hunnid thousand dollars on my bape collar
Police get behind don’t brake for ‘em
You in good hands like State Farm
‘Cause we ain’t dem n***** you can take from


We went from foot soldier to a big dawg
On demon time call me 6 Gos
Shorty give me neck, call it whiplash
Ya 401k what the drip cost


Throw that money ‘round like a hip toss
All this yellow gold got ‘em pissed off
Call ‘em R Kells get ‘em pissed on
Have ya money funny like a sitcom


We don’t need telly, we just hit a cut
Got camp mode on the Cybertruck
Do my lil’ dougie now she cookin’ up
Iced out Rollie I don’t smoke puck
High cheekbone with a big butt
Pussy made of gold like King Tut
We be in the club with the thing tucked
Drako, Darko