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Runnin' it up with my squad Niggas don't want no beef with us We coolin' in the cut Yeah, yeah, yeah, we gotta run it up, yeah, yeah Me and Lil Skys on a mission, ayy Run up that nigga, I be trippin' Trippin', I be livin' Niggas always on my cock, all on my dick I guess these niggas mad that I made it out the slums Niggas get no money, all these broke niggas bums, yeah, yeah Lil Skys, he gon' keep the MAC on him I be flexing like a 24-fitness gym, yeah
I get the sack and I run it up I'm sippin' lean out this double cup I check my name I ain't blowing up Gucci my feet I'm so flexed up I'm only chasing the bands, I got your bitch doing Xans She wanna take pics for the gram Collecting these PayPal scams I don't got time for romance Financially I'm so advanced Take a hit I feel enhanced I'm flexing up in my stance I got Ksubi on my jeans Dip the Ksubis in the lean Now my Ksubis turned pink All these people wanna link, yeah All this stress make me think, yeah She only want me for the cheese, yeah I made her get on her knees, yeah She licking up on my peen, yeah You want a feat there's a fee, yeah Louis my waist it's so clean, yeah She all up on my ding-a-ling, yeah This life is not how it seems, yeah
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