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[intro]

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[verse 1]

ugh, boy been rolling the tree the green, the pack
ugh smoking on grass the gas the diesel
hitting that b*tch from the back
made your hoe hit the duck face, quack
racks on lizzo way they gettin’ fat
my money active way i’m pourin’ ac
glock with a switch turn your dog to a cat
ugh the way that he p*ssy about it
he said he’d show me a band, i doubt it
ugh making my racks in advance i’m bout it
hundred k stashed in a bag ya count it
way i count money you think i’m accounting
i stay on top and ya boy steady drowning
i saw your b*tch and she turned to a fountain
ugh numbers go up like they climbing a mountain

[chorus]

ugh i’m rocking the rick the raf the simmons
ya my money big and your wallet a midget
i got a hundred k stashed in a bag boy i’m winning
i pull out my d*ck and that b*tch start spinnin’
ugh yeah like a bеyblade
shot ya boy down and he screaming out mayday
ugh b*tch puttin’ cokе in her nose like the 80s
ugh tryna crash out in a brand new mercedes
[verse 2]

tryna crash out in a benz truck
three point five percent tint for the dumb f*cks
audemars wrist my sh*t you can’t stop us
all these other b*tches just stay up watching us
you can’t be me if you tried
these seven six twos putting you in the sky
talk sh*t on computers that raspberry pi
if you not ’bout this then get out my life (oh oh)
wockhardt sip make me thirsty
bro go one hundred but he pushin’ thirty
ball in the court like i’m mo*f*ckin’ curry
we shake up your head like f*ckin mcflurry
shake up his head till he’s mindless
leavin’ his body, the back, behind us
i got a couple of plaques it’s timeless
i turn a positive b*tch to a minus (oh oh)

[chorus]

ugh i’m rocking the rick the raf the simmons
ya my money big and your wallet a midget
i got a hundred k stashed in a bag boy i’m winning
i pull out my d*ck and that b*tch start spinnin’
ugh yeah like a beyblade
shot ya boy down and he screaming out mayday
ugh b*tch puttin’ coke in her nose like the 80s
ugh tryna crash out in a brand new mercedes
[verse 3]

i’m tryna crash the whip
f*ck it i’m crashing all kinds of sh*t
i’m going three hundred don’t care about this
f*ck, i don’t even care if i die or i live (oh oh)
i don’t really wanna be dead
call that boy kennedy, shot to the head
what’s that on my wrist?
boy that’s a piguet
and i know that’s something that you’ll never get (oh oh)
you early access, boy i’m complete
shot that boy down i left blood on his sheets
you living the dumps i’m living my dreams
i just spent a hundred k racks on jeans
ugh, you never could do that
broke as a b*tch why you tryna assume it
d*ck in her mouth that b*tch tryna consume it
boy gonna catch three shots i’m ruthless

[chorus]

ugh i’m rocking the rick the raf the simmons
ya my money big and your wallet a midget
i got a hundred k stashed in a bag boy i’m winning
i pull out my d*ck and that b*tch start spinnin’
ugh yeah like a beyblade
shot ya boy down and he screaming out mayday
ugh b*tch puttin’ coke in her nose like the 80s
ugh tryna crash out in a brand new mercedes

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