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Yeah (yeah)

Let the whole world know I love my girl
But I still treat her like a slut
(I still treat her like a slut)
I know good pussy never was free
So I still pay her once a month
(So I still pay her once a month)
I'm on South Beach riding jet skis
With my whole fam' turning up
(With my whole fam' turning up)
Man, I had money way before my
Deal, the proof in the pudding, look it up
(The proof in the pudding, look it up)
He sippin' it sturdy, never cooked (yeah)
I'm doggin' his ho, but she a leech
(I'm doggin' his ho, but she a leech)
I used to tell myself, "Never
Chеrish money when it come
Makе sure you eat" (yeah)
I used to tell myself, "Never buy
A car 'fore you young, you gotta lease"
(yeah) i done did plenty shit with D (yeah)
I spent a bag and for the sneaks
Stop playin' with my V

I'm slicker than some grease
(I'm slicker than some grease) and I'm
Still loaded with the sock (yeah)
I don't know what I paid for this Rollie
(I don't know what I paid for this Rollie)
But I'ma still whip it to the lot
(But I'ma still whip it to the lot)
I'ma still scrape it out the pot (yeah)
I don't even serve regular niggas
(I don't even serve regular niggas)
I serve athletes, trappers, rappers, he
Ain't got a bag, i ain't dealin'
(He ain't got a bag, I ain't dealin')
Huh a gram?
(A gram?)
So you wanna grab me or somethin'?
(You wanna grab me or somethin'?)
Nigga ain't scammin' for nothing (yeah)
Perkies for sale
I don't care if they bussin'
(Nigga, I don't care if they bussin')
Fentanyl (Fentanyl) f*ck all this rap
I be getting them packs off
(I be getting them packs off)
And she sprung (yeah) get what she want
She ain't worried 'bout no boy
(yeah, she ain't worried 'bout no boy)

Let the whole world know I love my girl
But I still treat her like a slut
(I still treat her like a slut)
I know good pussy never was free
So I still pay her once a month
(So I still pay her once a month)
I'm on South Beach riding jet skis
With my whole fam' turning up
(With my whole fam' turning up)
Man, I had money way before my
Deal, the proof in the pudding, look it up
(The proof in the pudding, look it up)
He sippin' it sturdy, never cooked (yeah)
I'm doggin' his ho, but she a leech
(I'm doggin' his ho, but she a leech)
I used to tell myself, "Never
Cherish money when it come
Make sure you eat" (yeah)
I used to tell myself, "Never buy
A car 'fore you young, you gotta lease"
(yeah) i done did plenty shit with D (yeah)
I spent a bag and for the sneaks
Stop playin' with my V
(Stop playin' with my V)
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Yeah (yeah)

Let the whole world know I love my girl
But I still treat her like a slut
(I still treat her like a slut)
I know good pussy never was free
So I still pay her once a month
(So I still pay her once a month)
I'm on South Beach riding jet skis
With my whole fam' turning up
(With my whole fam' turning up)
Man, I had money way before my
Deal, the proof in the pudding, look it up
(The proof in the pudding, look it up)
He sippin' it sturdy, never cooked (yeah)
I'm doggin' his ho, but she a leech
(I'm doggin' his ho, but she a leech)
I used to tell myself, "Never
Chеrish money when it come
Makе sure you eat" (yeah)
I used to tell myself, "Never buy
A car 'fore you young, you gotta lease"
(yeah) i done did plenty shit with D (yeah)
I spent a bag and for the sneaks
Stop playin' with my V

I'm slicker than some grease
(I'm slicker than some grease) and I'm
Still loaded with the sock (yeah)
I don't know what I paid for this Rollie
(I don't know what I paid for this Rollie)
But I'ma still whip it to the lot
(But I'ma still whip it to the lot)
I'ma still scrape it out the pot (yeah)
I don't even serve regular niggas
(I don't even serve regular niggas)
I serve athletes, trappers, rappers, he
Ain't got a bag, i ain't dealin'
(He ain't got a bag, I ain't dealin')
Huh a gram?
(A gram?)
So you wanna grab me or somethin'?
(You wanna grab me or somethin'?)
Nigga ain't scammin' for nothing (yeah)
Perkies for sale
I don't care if they bussin'
(Nigga, I don't care if they bussin')
Fentanyl (Fentanyl) f*ck all this rap
I be getting them packs off
(I be getting them packs off)
And she sprung (yeah) get what she want
She ain't worried 'bout no boy
(yeah, she ain't worried 'bout no boy)

Let the whole world know I love my girl
But I still treat her like a slut
(I still treat her like a slut)
I know good pussy never was free
So I still pay her once a month
(So I still pay her once a month)
I'm on South Beach riding jet skis
With my whole fam' turning up
(With my whole fam' turning up)
Man, I had money way before my
Deal, the proof in the pudding, look it up
(The proof in the pudding, look it up)
He sippin' it sturdy, never cooked (yeah)
I'm doggin' his ho, but she a leech
(I'm doggin' his ho, but she a leech)
I used to tell myself, "Never
Cherish money when it come
Make sure you eat" (yeah)
I used to tell myself, "Never buy
A car 'fore you young, you gotta lease"
(yeah) i done did plenty shit with D (yeah)
I spent a bag and for the sneaks
Stop playin' with my V
(Stop playin' with my V)
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Writer: MICHAEL PENA, MORITZ POMP, ROBERT THOMAS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave

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