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  Yeah, yeah
  Up in the Porsche, make the 40 bang
  All my niggas, they shooters, no Percocets
  I’m on top of my girl ‘cause your girl is wet
  They lookin’ at me cause she gave me the funny face
  I got Owens inside of my Cartier
  No, no, I don’t go where the 20 went
  No way that my homies on Molly, yeah
  I remember the days she ain’t looking at me
  She eat that dick, she got funny face
  I told my bitches they under me
  I wear Malone like everywhere
  I’m with my new girl, she shiesty
  Now that girl, she keep up, tryna fight with me
  Diamonds, keep them too yellow, yeah aight
  Keep rolling low like I’m Johnny
  We and yo bitch…
  ...
  ...sell half of the stacks at 
  I walk with that 40 I pack that
  That Instagram, I cant snap that
  No, not today, I cant lack, lack
  I came out my hood with a Mac, Mac