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[ Featuring ScHoolboy Q ]

Benjamin Lasnier

We in the club and niggas looking at me funny
But don't care 'cause
I came up with the dummy
Lil' shorty looking at me like she want me
She wanna f*ck me then she
Gotta bring a buddy
All my exes, they be tellin' me they love me
'Cause when I dick 'em I get
All up in their tummy
Niggas mad and I'm just
Chilling somewhere sunny
Niggas hating when they see me
Try what's up me

Niggas mad cause I be
F*cking all their bitches
But I don't care if that's your girl
That's not my business
Put up a mansion in the hills, what a feeling
I like bitches thats from Cali
'cause they with it got
I'm taking pictures, niggas play
I gotta kill 'em
I've been tryna hit lil shorty for a minute
She let me in, I pop a perc then dug up in it
On my same shit, still
Ridin' foreign, love designer
Niggas lane switch
All this talk, I know that money talk
That's my language
Every single niggas gon' shoot
That I came with trappers, shooters
Scammers are the niggas that I hang with

We in the club and niggas looking at me funny
But don't care 'cause I came
Up with the dummy
Lil' shorty looking at me like she want me
She wanna f*ck me then she
Gotta bring a buddy
All my exes, they be tellin' me they love me
'Cause when I dick 'em I get
All up in their tummy
Niggas mad and I'm just
Chilling somewhere sunny
Niggas hating when they see me
Try what's up me

Drop the top on this Ferrari, got it sunny
What the f*ck you talkin' bout
If it ain't money
Get 200 hundred for a show
The clock is running
F*ck them twenties in your stash
You niggas funny
Got them hundreds in my pocket
Got no time to relax
How she give me head with the gun in my lap
Okay
Diamond in my teeth, neck covered with tats
You know the double M's M's lean in the back
I got the curtain closed baby
'bout to cross my feet yo
You'll never find another nigga
Quite like me, yeah
Millionaire resort-style, flex OD yeah
You know the big toys, Pico Crip Street

We in the club and niggas looking at me funny
But don't care 'cause I came
Up with the dummy
Lil' shorty looking at me like she want me
She wanna f*ck me then she
Gotta bring a buddy
All my exes, they be tellin' me they love me
'Cause when I dick 'em I get
All up in their tummy
Niggas mad and I'm just
Chilling somewhere sunny
Niggas hating when they see me
Try what's up me
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Benjamin Lasnier

We in the club and niggas looking at me funny
But don't care 'cause
I came up with the dummy
Lil' shorty looking at me like she want me
She wanna f*ck me then she
Gotta bring a buddy
All my exes, they be tellin' me they love me
'Cause when I dick 'em I get
All up in their tummy
Niggas mad and I'm just
Chilling somewhere sunny
Niggas hating when they see me
Try what's up me

Niggas mad cause I be
F*cking all their bitches
But I don't care if that's your girl
That's not my business
Put up a mansion in the hills, what a feeling
I like bitches thats from Cali
'cause they with it got
I'm taking pictures, niggas play
I gotta kill 'em
I've been tryna hit lil shorty for a minute
She let me in, I pop a perc then dug up in it
On my same shit, still
Ridin' foreign, love designer
Niggas lane switch
All this talk, I know that money talk
That's my language
Every single niggas gon' shoot
That I came with trappers, shooters
Scammers are the niggas that I hang with

We in the club and niggas looking at me funny
But don't care 'cause I came
Up with the dummy
Lil' shorty looking at me like she want me
She wanna f*ck me then she
Gotta bring a buddy
All my exes, they be tellin' me they love me
'Cause when I dick 'em I get
All up in their tummy
Niggas mad and I'm just
Chilling somewhere sunny
Niggas hating when they see me
Try what's up me

Drop the top on this Ferrari, got it sunny
What the f*ck you talkin' bout
If it ain't money
Get 200 hundred for a show
The clock is running
F*ck them twenties in your stash
You niggas funny
Got them hundreds in my pocket
Got no time to relax
How she give me head with the gun in my lap
Okay
Diamond in my teeth, neck covered with tats
You know the double M's M's lean in the back
I got the curtain closed baby
'bout to cross my feet yo
You'll never find another nigga
Quite like me, yeah
Millionaire resort-style, flex OD yeah
You know the big toys, Pico Crip Street

We in the club and niggas looking at me funny
But don't care 'cause I came
Up with the dummy
Lil' shorty looking at me like she want me
She wanna f*ck me then she
Gotta bring a buddy
All my exes, they be tellin' me they love me
'Cause when I dick 'em I get
All up in their tummy
Niggas mad and I'm just
Chilling somewhere sunny
Niggas hating when they see me
Try what's up me
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Writer: Benjamin Lasnier, Brian Onfroy, Karreim Hicks, Lukas Leth, Mikkel Riboe, Quincy Handley
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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