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Ayy, look peep game though Real nigga don't gotta show too much, nigga I might come through in a low, in 'Rari, nigga Sippin Fiji water, nigga You know I'm saying? Living life though Word around town, I got them bands right Word around town, I bought that Benz right Word around town, I got my shit right Word around town, I got that big ice I got my shit together, so you choosing now I got my shit together, so you choosing now I got my shit together, so you choosing now I got my shit together, so you choosing now I was sitting in the trap, thinking of a plan If I can get this hoe cracking, I can buy a Benz But back then, it was hard for me to touch a band 'Cause on the low, that lil' hoe wanted a boyfriend Took a trip to the A, yeah, I took a chance Got there, went broke, I was like, "Damn!" Had to sleep at the airport, I'm like, "Damn!" Sun told me not to fuck with that ticket, man I gave it a few months and the bitch blew For a nigga with a whip and some nice shoes And that's when I found out that she wasn't cool But I let the bitch beg, I'm a damn fool That's one of the bad things that money can do And all money ain't good, learned that from you And now you wanna come back, bitch, you ain't cool I got shit to do, bitch, keep it moving Word around town, I got them bands right Word around town, I bought that Benz right Word around town, I got my shit right Word around town, I got that big ice I got my shit together, so you choosing now I got my shit together, so you choosing now I got my shit together, so you choosing now I got my shit together, so you choosing now I might go to Puerto Rico to chill out Next week, I'm thinking London, this shit real now I'm tryna make a couple million for my kid now When I heard Corky died, I was like, "Wow" Hot boxed in the whip, yeah, I'm in the clouds Run up on this 650, and it's going down Holla at my OG, he fronted a pound Then I shipped it out of town, watch that money pile I be riding by myself, 'cause these niggas dirty I got a hunnid enemies and a hunnid Dro I got a hunnid Backwoods and a hunnid blunts And a hunnid bad bitches tryna get it from me I said, "Excuse me, bitch, why you playing with me?" I don't wanna talk, if you ain't talking bands with me You should fly to Miami and get a tan with me And maybe you could eat lunch on the sand with me Before we take this any further, ma, explain to me Are you on some groupie shit? You acting strange to me Do you like smoking weed? I love those trees We can chill by the ocean Okay now, look-look ma, what's ha'nin'? I don't wanna be your boyfriend, that's tragic I might wanna come over, chill, eat a sandwich Please, no cameras, no Instagram action You do it for the lights, you know I do it for the cabbage Word around town, I got them bands right Word around town, I bought that Benz right Word around town, I got my shit right Word around town, I got that big ice I got my shit together, so you choosing now I got my shit together, so you choosing now I got my shit together, so you choosing now I got my shit together, so you choosing now