[Intro] Please don't get me wrong I do bad all on my own Sometimes I don't trust myself Got no heart my conscious gone Yeah So don't get finessed Don't get finessed my nigga Don't get finessed Don't get finessed my nigga Don't get finessed Don't get finessed my nigga Don't get finessed [Verse 1] Flexing, I keep on flexing I'm just finessing Dope shit I'm on my glo shit I need a blessing She wants me I'm out the country Her flight domestic She cuffing, she want a husband Don't get arrested I'm wavy Super wavy My life in HD Lately, I been in stunt mode I know they hate me Chase me, this money chase me It won't escape me Head shots, I'm talking red dots Click off the safety Woah Mi' less oh Mi' less Zedis Lapedis my chick from Zenon Please let me turn my 3D on You TD that's Deion Bitch my whole life is in Neon Eons away from you pee-on's Hoe that's infinite beyond That money sexy to me right now Come and fuck me right now Ooh my bank teller turn me on Plus I don't move like these niggas I don't have trouble getting plays or views like these niggas Bitch I be working from sun up to sun up to sun up No excuse to use on these niggas Imma stack a rack A ten, a milli after that And start acting brand new on these niggas I might put Yung Shoes on these niggas We might team up and run the two on two's on these niggas Bitch who are these niggas They not me Polo socks and my drawers Versace Nigga nigga, I don't fuck with niggas Nazi Well well Look how fucked up you got me El chapo, papi Let me set the scene so you know what's good with me 58 58, 12 12 skinnies And I protect my son with the semi Like King Jaffe Bitch, do you even got a plan You always at the club Bitch, do you even got a man I just keep it solid from the jump Bitch, do you even understand I just mix the molly with the xan Karate chop dope, Jackie Chan Whipping up a brick, Ricky Tan Hoody down, hopping out the van Bitch I'm feeling just like Diddy Imma show you how to make a band Woah woah woah woah Don't run up No no no no I got some niggas that drill For the low low low low They'll let it blow woah woah woah If I say go go go go I need like two bands a show Tell that promoter to run me my dough woah woah woah Pronto fasho Imma be wavy for life And that's word to my bro woah woah woah [Rant]
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