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Ay, broke niggas talking about me, bitch, I'm jiggy
Skat, skirting, and that ditch, the dashboard fifty
Finna fuck, let me suck on a titty
Don't you play me anytime I'm in your city, bitch, I'm here
Lick it, touch it, slap it sticky
She still want to catch up, we'll do it quickly
Smoking dope, hair braider smoking weed with me
Feds got me in the scope, they'll never get me
Walk, walk, stay, it's 250
So much bread I can't believe, feel like I'm Ripley
Houston girl want my last name, feel like I'm Whitney
Niggas talk but I'ma spare 'em like they Britney
Hey, I did it again, moving the woolly or chicken to Ben
Hey, I'm winning again, Lord forgive me, I'm sinning again
Loading the op, been in your block, and I'm spinning again
Best believe if I don't see that boy, I'm spinning again, I hit him again
Hey, pulling up ten of them, stepping with ten of my friends
Remember the days when I wanted diamonds
Now all of my diamonds go
Din, din, din, din, din, din, din, din, din, din, din, din, din, din
I had an extending for all of the days I was working at Denny's
Was flipping them pancakes, now I've been flipping this shit and the money
I walk in the party, I fall in some pussy, I dip in your honey
The chick wanting money, she told me to tip her a hundred
I said I ain't giving her nothing
Hey, back on my savagery, only for that little bitch when she mad at me
Let my brother hit, that was strategy
Know we got to keep it in the family
Broke niggas talking about me, bitch, I'm jiggy
Skat, skirting, and that ditch, the dashboard fifty
Finna fuck, let me suck on a titty
Don't you play me anytime I'm in your city, bitch, I'm here
Lick it, touch it, slap it sticky
She still want to catch up, we'll do it quickly
Smoking dope, hair braider smoking weed with me
Feds got me in the scope, they'll never get me
I got superficial bitches wanting to get me
Beggars can't be choosers, bitch, let's not get picky
Lick it, suck it, do it sticky
Whip it out, she can't believe it, call it Ripley
I've been standing again
Fucking like 23 bitches for the month, I never might run it again
S550 shorty, loving the Benz
Money gets some of it, yeah, yeah
Hundies get thrown in the wind
Yeah, I might fuck around and take her on dates
But she really not one of my teams, yeah
Looking like Daddy and Diddy inside of that video, money and things, yeah
I might fuck some bad hoes, keep them right under my wings, really
I never be sprung when we fucking, I only sing about it
Cause it's something to sing, nigga
Fresh, jiggy, fresh, fifty
Sixty, seventy, eighty, hit me
Bitch, ass, titties, thicky
Still smash but her face look like Miss Piggy
Broke niggas talking about me, bitch, I'm jiggy
Skat, skirting, and that ditch, the dashboard fifty
Finna fuck, let me suck on a titty
Don't you play me anytime I'm in your city, bitch, I'm here
Lick it, touch it, slap it sticky
She still want to catch up, we'll do it quickly
Smoking dope, hair braider smoking weed with me
Feds got me in the scope, they'll never get me




















