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[intro]
(kutta, cut that sh_t up, man)
used to ride the steamers, now my wrist on two degrees
it’s four seasons in the year, and, b_tch, they all belong to me
n_ggas thinkin’ they some dogs, b_tch, i’m eatin’ pedigree
i can f_ck her with my n_gga, that ho still gon’ f_ck with me
hold on, hold on, hold on, i don’t think y’all heard what the f_ck i said
i said it’s four seasons in a motherf_ckin’ year, b_tch, and they all belong to me
i said if i f_ck her with my n_gga, that ho still gon’ f_ck with me (stamp that)

[verse]
collect the cash and baguettes, b_tch you ain’t got no bag yet?
what i look like addressing hoes that don’t even got no f_ckin’ address?
she lookin’ for her n_gga, meanwhilе, he lookin’ in my ass crack
rich_ass baby mama, f_cked around, turned that to a hashtag
you gon’ sh_t on who? thеy ain’t talkin’ ’bout us
might as well stay hid behind that finsta, we know you ain’t tough
might as well stay hid behind them pictures, girl, you lookin’ rough
overhear the money talk, your bank account don’t talk enough
thick as f_ck with a pretty face, he eatin’ me, he got good taste
been beatin’ my competition, why these hoes think it’s a race?
y’all sit around, i run it up, broke_ass b_tch, you good for what?
got motion, these n_ggas know it, only hit him up when i wanna f_ck
you gon’ sh_t on who? they ain’t talkin’ ’bout us
need to be an mua the way i beat these b_tches up
said they gon’ do what to who? who? b_tch, is you an owl?
i ran it up, the way i’m ballin’, i probably need a towel (stamp that)
b_tches said it’s smoke, i ain’t no chimney, ho, quiet down
you run your mouth ’cause you ain’t gotta call me while i’m ridin’ ’round
if money talks, shh, that ho don’t make a sound
rich baby mama, these b_tches been my sons, i whoop ’em like my child
you keep f_ckin’ with them rats, i know you p_ssy
that’s your n_gga, why he lookin’?
just like your chain, them n_ggas tooken
i’m a vet, i’m not no rookie
pushin’ p is what i’m pushin’
said it’s beef, well, b_tch, you cookin’
diamonds dancin’, they ain’t jookin’ (stamp that)
alright, stop, fooley, that’s it

- gloss up

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