Тональность: D# minor
Verse 1
Cop one for you and your friends
Verse 2
Feel like I'm on ice, we just glide
Know I want it,
you can see it my eyes, surprise
You just realized it
Drive the type of whip your
bitches like to be in
All of my nigga's ridin'
tell me why you gettin' high?
We went from coppin'
Verse 3
Ridin' with some real niggas,
Money through the roof,
Of all niggas in the game,
Lickin' on me all night,
Got so many cars,
Fuck up out here, bitch,
Suckin' on me good,
Breakfast in the morn',
Try to hit my phone,
Verse 4
I ain't used to get it but I got
You can't tell me shit,
I've been on my shit,
You can't tell me shit,
Verse 5
Anything I want, I pull up in
we can't do the front
Take them bitches phones, ain't nothing,
we don't love 'em
Verse 6
I ain't used to get it but I got
You can't tell me shit,
I've been on my shit,
I ain't used to get it but I got
You can't tell me shit,
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