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    Cook that shit up, Quay
    4 Pockets Full, nigga

    Is you mad?
    'Cause I'm getting cash
    That ain't my place
    Bought a new Wraith
    She in my face

    I want her head
    I want her legs
    I want a redhead
    I want her head
    I want her neck
    I want her legs

    You don't even beg
    We can fuck on the floor
    We can fuck in the shower
    Leave your friends at the door
    Tell 'em give you a hour

    And they know I'ma GOAT
    I got paper and power
    Man, these niggas some hoes
    Everything they say sour
    I bought a Bentley and blew out her brain
    Since I got money and people done changed
    I'm keepin' my. 40, I'm up on my aim
    Jump out of line, I bust at your brain
    Shoebox money, it ain't nothin' to me
    I could make a hunnid in my sleep
    These niggas cappin', that's all they see
    They just wanna be like me
    Takin' this swag and then give it back
    I didn't get mad, I went and got more
    They just wanna be like him
    I don't wanna be like them
    Used to wanna be like him
    Till I stayed down and ran up an M
    Baby ballin', they should put it on film
    Shootin' for bricks, I don't aim for the rim
    Fuck the gym, I don't work out
    Take a sip of the lean, wash the Perc down
    I got on all my jewels, foreign, and all my shoes
    These niggas mad 'cause I won't lose
    I gotta win, I just began
    No fake love, no fake friends
    Just 30 in this FN

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    Is you mad?
    'Cause I'm getting cash
    That ain't my place
    Bought a new Wraith
    She in my face

    I want her head
    I want her legs
    I want a redhead
    I want her head
    I want her neck
    I want her legs

    You don't even beg
    We can fuck on the floor
    We can fuck in the shower
    Hey, your friends at the door
    Tell 'em give you an hour

    I go deep in her throat
    Keep that shit on the low
    Don't nobody else know
    That's our business fasho
    We can fuck on the counter
    I keep takin' these downers
    Pop me a Addi, a Percocet, pour me a four
    Baby, we grown, we could fuck on the floor
    I'm gettin' money
    That's why they mad
    That ain't my fault
    Nigga, I'm a boss
    Get white chalked
    Playin' with an OG
    I got bags
    These niggas owe me, they know me
    Standin' in the kitchen and workin' my wrists
    I made a duece, turned to a nick
    I make a nick, turned to a nine
    I made a nine, turned to a split
    You know the rest, I made a split, turned to a brick
    We in this bitch, we got it lit
    We got them sticks

    Is you mad?
    'Cause I'm getting cash
    That ain't my place
    Bought a new Wraith
    She in my face

    I want her head
    I want her legs
    I want a redhead
    I want her head
    I want her neck
    I want her legs

    You don't even beg
    We can fuck on the floor
    We can fuck in the shower
    Leave your friends at the door
    Tell 'em give you an hour

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