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BAM 1st VERSE
Draw down like the cops, freeze
Run me my fee
Talkin' 'bout you trappin', your better be cheap
We'll go 'cross your head for a P
I got his ho, she down on her knees
Like Megan Thee Stallion, a freak
I just cashed out, but it's like it was free
'Cause I ran that back up in a week
Dolce Gabbana, Dior on my feet
My pockets got stung by a bee
I keep the blue with the blue and the pink with the pink
When I spread it, m lookin' neat
I rock the Dickie suit with the Ree
Got some money, but still in the street
I'm a real Avondale, free Bleek
Popeyes and Rally’s, I want somethin' to eat
CHORUS
Walk in the room and I smell like the Girbaud
My strapped up like Girbaud
Real pimp, so I stick to the code
Make these get it off the floor
Catchin' plays in the A, Julio
All the way down the field 'til I score
Ridin' around gettin' my sucked in the Ghost
Off the Perc', 'bout to run off the road
JUCEE
Flexed up in this bitch, like I’m striking a pose
No picture, I say that I'm froze
I’m balling, I don’t need a goal
I keep a K, I ain't talking no gold
so good he sellin' his soul
Now he all up under my posts
Switchin’ these like I’m switchin' my clothes
Bitch I’m a P, I repeat like a quote, woah
Dropping’ like hit for a hit
I get that dough like bricks, yea
And I be fresher than mint
I drop a bag on a fit, yea
VVS' on my wrist
Bitch I’m whippin' like some grits
be talking all this shit
But they wont talk it to the stick, yea
Lotta choppas, think I’m El Chapo
Where the street at, where the narcos
Only comin' for the guapo
Get a knot, give a plane like he macho
I’m dripping like cilantro
These be sipping my drip like a punch bowl
I beat it, like congo
I walk in a room in and it drum like a drumroll
ROSS
Presidential Rolex and it’s gold
Where I live at is bigger than Lowe’s
100 bricks I just get on the road
Break it down let it go up your nose
Heavy Ice so I put on a coat
50 rounds I might let this go
100 million I made that my goal
But Goddamn I’m Just so mighty close
Another got shot down
Heinous act by a real
All you boys getting boxed out
And Ima show u just how I deal with you
Scrutinized by the DEA
Such a threat with my real killers
Went to war and this years later
they still feel it
New watch another 80 on it
Tom Brady whole label on it
Halftime went to Carolina
Then Maryland put a razor on it
another fake opponent
boy putting make up on it
Beef with me Ima wack
Still hands on and puttin paper on it