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Sheesh, Europeans by the fleet
Saint-Tropez, but the Z taste sweet
The shoe plug keep the newest drops on my feet
Hella R&D jars, which one should I keep?
Need a house on Hanalei, make my front yard a beach
Need a custom Turkish chain with a stone in each link
Old phone full of freaks
First-class cabin, make a bed out my seat
Bringing smoke everywhere, small batch, grab the P
From some kid in Santa Cruz, yeah, he grow it just for me
I'm wildin', bulletproof vest just in case
Success had me shook, they barely had a taste
Couple passports, shout out Singapore, I'm legit
I bank with the Swiss, make me wanna take a trip
Real comfy, the Cuban link chain's real chunky
I'm out of rangers 'less it's 'bout real money
I did it for my family, I done made Ms off of candy
The first one with a branded baggy
My competition can't stand me
(Kick, push it, kick, push it, kick, push it, gotta, gotta)
Kings of the wholesale, if it doesn't go well
We gon' get back up, the Nomi and I won't fail
Nah, they can't stand me
(Kick, push it, kick, push it, kick, push it, gotta, gotta)
Private room at Bellagio, all the homies are fed
The owners love me, we entered through the kitchen instead
I threw some hash in this joint and it's burning
Backseat Maybach, gettin' high behind the curtains
They froze up in person, all that talkin' on the net
They fans, probably never got a check
Factory set, I got papers for the watch
The view is insane, no neighbors on the yacht
They fightin' for my spot, I just let the paper rot
The shit I just rolled taste like an apricot
I'm chillin', I just made an M off of candies
I dropped 'em in Tampa, then I brought 'em to Miami
Waitin' in my room for the pack got me antsy
6 AM flight, pulled the cash out the pantry
Run circles 'round these clowns
I do it for the kids, man, no time to fuck around
I did it for my family, I done made Ms off of candy
The first one with a branded baggy
My competition can't stand me
(Kick, push it, kick, push it, kick, push it, gotta, gotta)
Kings of the wholesale, if it doesn't go well
We gon' get back up, the Nomi and I won't fail
Nah, they can't stand me
(Kick, push it, kick, push it, kick, push it, gotta, gotta)
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