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(Ddot, you cold as a motherfucker, on God)

(Aye, Tana, fire that shit up)

And I ain't really understand, 'til I got my bands up (yeah)

But I ain't really think about it 'til I fucked my bread up (yeah)

I promise they won't care about you unless it's death or handcuffs

You know I just can't fall for that, all my niggas stand up

No stoppin', we goin', my bankroll, it's gorgeous

Black and Japanese with a fatty, man, imported

Got a DM from my nigga, I remember what he taught me

We don't follow shit but money, fuck these niggas 'cause we bosses

Oh, you ain't used to real niggas like me, but I can't fault you

I took a step back, I ain't kickin' shit for free, this shit gon' cost you

I got my shades on in the club with 50 G's, I'm drinkin' coffee

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