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You know, you know, you know
What Ima do without you?
Make it big, and I wont sell no soul
Say you gettin cheese, but its nachos
I threw a four and Im in a Ford
I get some bands, but I need some more
I get the cake when Im on the road
See the red and blue, then I gotta go
No rats, we gon find out who told
Big bands in my jeans, yes, no cap
Feel like a dyke cause I keep a strap
So high, feel like Im up in NASA
Master P, man, I feel like the master
Yall be cappin, say yall internet trappers
He want smoke, we pull up with that snapper
She gave me her Snapchat, I wont snap her
Man, you know Im an artificial trapper
Wanna be my bae? I turn into Casper
On the mic, bitch, I feel like a pastor
Wearin Gucci snakes, this aint no Dapper
Stick to the script, yall be some actors
Only multiply, I am the factor
Diamonds on my neck, made it cold like soda
All my moneys green, man, its lookin like Yoda
Ice on my neck, you know its polar
Outer space, man, I feel like a solar
Man, you know I control her
Yeah, Im colder than some Coca-Cola
I remember trappin on my Motorola
And my wrist lookin like its South Dakota
Im out of this world, Im a supernova
She hittin my phone
I dont need you no more
I just need you to go
I dont wanna see your soul
Bitch, get out of my life
No, I dont want you here
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