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Afford Em
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Ramen got that heat, boy
Ayy, pour the deuce in my soda
All my hundreds blue but my money green like Yoda
Man I feel just like Curry, I'm Kobe with the floater
She never seen a hundred bands? Let me show ya
Yeah, I'm fourteen and I got the sauce
All my homies eatin', startin' to look like Rick Ross
Man, I feel like Rich The Kid, CEO, man, I'm the boss
Man, I made it 2-0, man, I never caught a loss
Baby, let's go to the mall, baby, let's go and ball
All it take is one call to get his head knocked off
And I'm comin' off the bench, shout out to my brother Phatt
Shout out to my brother Jack 'cause he pull up with the Mac
I'm not talkin' Mickey D's, I'm not talkin' 'bout no Apple
If he really want some smoke, pop him just like a Snapple
(Oh, gang)
Ayy, pour the deuce in my soda
All my hundreds blue but my money green like Yoda
Man I feel just like Curry, I'm Kobe with the floater
She never seen a hundred bands? Let me show ya
Yeah, I'm fourteen and I got the sauce
All my homies eatin', startin' to look like Rick Ross
Man, I feel like Rich The Kid, CEO, man, I'm the boss
Man, I made it 2-0, man, I never caught a loss
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't wanna be sober, pour a four up in my soda
I came with the guns, boy oh boy, I thought I told ya
Pulled up at the function and I'm shootin' like a soldier
Pussy playin' games, yeah, pussy, I don't know ya
Stomped his ass out, got blood on Gucci loafers
Six big rounds, hit his ass with a cobra
If you a fiend then I got the work for ya
Diamonds bust down on my neck, you can't afford 'em
Yeah, can't afford 'em, you cannot afford 'em
Yeah, these diamonds VVS, you can't afford 'em, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woo
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