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Wheezy outta here

My career 'bout to blast like bubbly
I'm not waiting for her to say she love me
I can tell she **** with me, man trust me
I got a ten year old mink still like fuzzy
Three-twenty-five on the dashboard
Ride in the Porsche rockin' Tom Ford
I ball at Barneys in Christian Dior
I took the jet to the New York store
She lick while I'm drivin', I'm stainin' the floor
I take it off track now I'm ridin' in sport (Yeah)
You stay in your feelings, you never my boy
I can't come to the hood, I pull a decor
Another body drop and they spellin' my name
I'm goin' to LA on a private plane
Could never come back and my family straight (Grrah)
Untouchable, know I'm too rich and too paid
Skeleton Cartier, blood diamond space
Pull up two deep like a ****in' parade
old jealous ass niggas tryna **** up my pay (Ha)
Blast off rolls Royce cullinan rain (Broke niggas)
I put baguettes in my wrist and my neck and my ears and my mother****in' chains (Chains)
This drip out the trenches, I know you gon' dig it
I copped **** a plain jane
I cut off my wrist, soakin' wet (Yeah)
In Coachella, keep callin' and they won't see the face
I took her to China and changed up her
Now she ain't talkin' the same (Woah)
Five nights straight, still poppin' and ragin'
The SVR still live at the rage
I want her, she wanted the same
Man, the both same time, both glad that they came (It's lit)
Keep me a vibe but can't keep me contained
Know I keep me some dawgs, always keep (Oh)
Tatt' a logo on the back of my brain
Don't ask me what the **** am I thinkin'
Back of these walls, I'm full of that drank
Eric came through with a little entertainment (It's lit)
829/Eight-twenty-nine, got her lookin' like space
Houston it's a problem when we bust in her face and shit
I came with the snakes no squeeze (Straight up)
I broke out the game with a 456/four-five-six
She lovin' the , I see it
She lovin' the (Straight up, straight up)
See I see on her face and I'm lovin' that body
And lacin', I love you lil' spidey and
I know you got taste, if you love you some, take shots with me
If I love you, I'll drop you a pin to a time and a place (Wait)
YSL'll put a nigga six feet
I ain't beggin' when I tell a bitch, "Please"
Me and lil' Thugger on fleek
Know the lil' hoe wanna meet, ayy
What, what, what, what?
**** her on beat
OVO life not cheap
I'm a young boy too T'd
Why I just seen my account, never seen that ammount, oh God, I'm geeked
Been on the charts for five hundred weeks, so somebody love when I speak
Doin' this shit just to show we get down in the 6ix/Six, man, it's bigger than me
Texas rent so big, that shit is perfect for the dippin'
I don't care how wet I get, she won't catch me
Rockin' her bed and the headboard
Buyin' out Louis and Christian Dior
Park at the regular airport