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[Lyrics]
I ran up a hundred, so why would I stop there?
Outside it get cold, yeah, I need me a Moncler
I won't buy her nothin', my neck and wrist bussin'
Yeah, come to the dinner table, I could serve you a hundred
YSL jeans too tight, ain't doin' no runnin'
Mouth sealed, she don't say nothin'
Yeah, and my new bitch spoiled as hell, get what she want
Tryin' not to pop it, I'm so addicted to stuntin'
Hell yeah, I do what I want

I need new cash or I don't show up
I don't go outside if I'm tore up
Got some fine shit tying my shoes
Got some fine shit rollin' my blunt
I got some thick shit up in my cup
I got some thick shit next to my squad
Know I'm so fly, I'm puttin' it on
I get so high, I do what I want

I turn any verse to my song and I kill it, for sure
Left out with that bitch and her best friend, but I can't take 'em both back to my home
Just cut me a check or the envelope and I might just pop out to your show
Mike Tyson the— okay, yeah, I bite
I fucked up her back, then sent her right back
Ayy, yeah, she know how to ride, ride like a bike
We don't do the rah-rah, it's on sight
No rules we abide by, get Fox 5'ed
And every time that we droppin', it go viral
If she your bitch but fuckin' with me I don't think she the right ho
I don't answer her calls or her texts, send that bitch in a spiral

I turn any verse to my song and I kill it, for sure
Left out with that bitch and her best friend, but I can't take 'em both back to my home
Outside it get cold, yeah, I need me a Moncler
I won't buy her nothin', my neck and wrist bussin'

I need new cash or I don't show up
I don't go outside if I'm tore up
Got some fine shit tying my shoes
Got some fine shit rollin' my blunt
I got some thick shit up in my cup
I got some thick shit next to my squad
Know I'm so fly, I'm puttin' it on
I get so high, I do what I want

New Cash

Five Forever

Yacht

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I could do the same thing you could go to do for me
Bad b*tch with her hair and nails done, really being rude to me but

[Hook]
Let’s play a game, and see how high we can get
Ok ok ok ok ok ok ok ok ok
Drugs to the brain, really been frying the kid
No way no way no way no way no way no way no way


Ns, they copy, they loving my movement
I'm still in love, I don’t need me a new btch
Walk in the spot and they looking like "Who this?"
Dream about you and it's really been lucid
New medallion and it's stuck like a toothpick
Py n**a doubting, so I had to go prove it
Million dollars if you want me to do it
Let me talk my sht, hold on

Walk in this b*tch with a AR-P
Finna scam for the loan like a PPP
Finna silence the phone, I'm on DND
Need to leave me alone 'cause I can’t be seen
1017 on the wrist, it’s Alyx
Need a Patek to match with the brand new Philippe
Need a wire for something that you never seen
On a whole 'nother—I'm way too elite
Can’t see green, only blue with pinks
AP Polar Bear so it match my mink
Put biscotti in the air, so I feel like Jesus
So sorry for my sins, it’s the Lord I need

Bad btches on the yacht and they flying private
Bad btch with an attitude, A plus and minus
Habits—I really have ’em and I'm an addict
Habits of playing love games, now I’m a bachelor
Loved her—I learned that love hurts and it's passion
Loved her—now I can’t have her, now love is absent
Lying, said you wouldn’t leave, and then you left me
Lying, said that I would change and made the stress bleed
Said I haven’t been taking it well
And I'm still not taking it well
Wishing that you'd come back
But I got better luck throwing coins in a well

3.5 in the back of this Backwood
When I'm around, I’ma need you to act good
Holding it down when the demons come at us
Killing your part—I hope you not an actress
And I'm sleeping his sht like a mattress
I'm above—all these n***s is average
He need molly to act like a savage
I don’t need molly, I'm still gon’ be savage

Sorry for all of the absence
Sorry for all of the past sh*t
The game of life got in my way
I played—and then I crashed it


Let’s play a game, and see how high we can get
Ok ok ok ok ok ok ok ok ok
Drugs to the brain, really been frying the kid
No way no way no way no way no way no way no way

Game

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