Lyrics
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Forever rollin'
Eh-ehn
Yeah
Yeah
These diamonds just right out the case (yeah)
They freeze when I jump out the Wraith
Every way you step, broke niggas ain't got what it take
I empty my pocket, tryna load up a safe
Ain't tryna chase it, I'd rather replace
Take it my way, it ain't up for debate
Nigga cry 'bout some shits when I can't even relate
It ain't even my birthday, I'm still gettin' cake
Ok, cool
Ay, I'm stackin' this paper, been stackin' my cheese
It's two things I ain't seen
You a ho and a bitch I need (you know that)
I like how my ho conceited (she is)
She in her cell like she lost her keys (where she at?)
Ay, this bitch so fat, hit the gas
Got Quaker all on my jeans (let's go)
I told you fuck it every time a nigga see me
Got two cups just like Reese (ay)
Still in the trap, what's your number? I beat it (yeah)
She fuck with my gang 'cause I'm keepin' it creased (yeah)
Turned it up, I done broke all the meters
When she swallow these Percs, she an eater (she an eater)
Take a pack when you can't even compete
You my money, no way, nigga, I don't even see you
These diamonds just right out the case (yeah)
They freeze when I jump out the Wraith
Every way you step, broke niggas ain't got what it take
I empty my pocket, tryna load up a safe
Ain't tryna chase it, I'd rather replace
Take it my way, it ain't up for debate
Nigga cry 'bout some shits when I can't even relate
It ain't even my birthday, I'm still gettin' cake
Ok, cool
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