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Private Island
Skilla Baby
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(You won't even have a cold grave when my man dead)
Huh
Watch cost me three-fifty, I don't need a diamond
I ain't fuckin' with no nigga that can't keep his silence
Watch cost me three-fifty, I don't need a diamond
I ain't fuckin' with no nigga that can't keep his silence
Countin' money in the truck, that's why I need a driver
I think I'm 'bout to fly to PJ, to a private island
Stayin' out these niggas way, a lot of niggas dyin' (Huh)
Flippin' that shit every day, I ain't even tryin'
Look at my chain, flawless gang, need different diamonds
She gave me brain like she understood the assignment, huh
Huh, I got that money on my mind
They can't see it (They can't see it)
Every day I'm on my grind 'cause I need that ('Cause I need that)
Niggas brag about these bitches
That's a weak flex (That's a weak flex)
Bitches in my DM, hashtag me that (Me that)
I don't be tryna make friends to be honest (Huh)
I got that chop on me every time I'm ridin' (Bah)
Even my side bitch look like a goddess (Yeah)
You want designer? Send me your sizes (Huh)
Yeah, we be fuckin', but we platonic (Yeah)
She keep on sayin' she love me, that don't mean nothin' to me
Just put that pussy on me, then don't say nothin' to me
I heard them jackboys want me, then tell 'em run into me
Nigga, I'm young and I'm rich, don't make no sense (Huh)
I knew I was gon' be this as a fuckin' kid (As a fuckin' kid)
Look at my fuckin' wrist (Huh), look at my fuckin' fit (Yeah)
Look at my fuckin' kit (Yeah), I bought
Another Richie, we sold a hundred bricks (Huh)
Three hundred thousand on me cash
I'm a fuckin' lick (I'm a fuckin' lick)
I get whatever I want, prices don't exist (Uh-uh)
I'll take my front end and spend it on a bitch (Uh-huh)
I'll take the backend and put it on a hit (Yeah)
Five thousand for a plain joggin', fit is rich (Yeah)
Two-fifty on my wrist, ain't that 'bout a bitch? (Yeah)
Even if I'm trickin', bae, don't treat me like a trick (Yeah)
I get in my bag and I act like this (Huh)
Every time I get mad, I don't fuckin' miss (Uh-uh)
This lil' bitch so bad, tryna give me kiss (Mwah)
All the real bitches love me, I'm real as it get (Huh)
You fine as shit, baby, come give me a kiss (Mwah)
Every time a nigga leave the house, I got my blick (Bah)
My shoes worth a zip, my fit cost a split (Yeah)
My watch worth a brick (Yeah), look at my neck and wrist (Yeah)
Nah, ain't that 'bout a bitch? (Yeah, huh)
They thought I wasn't gon' make it, ain't that '
Bout a bitch? (Ain't that 'bout a bitch?)
Niggas thought I wasn't savin', ain't that '
Bout a bitch? (Ain't that 'bout a bitch?)
Niggas really out here hatin', ain't that '
Bout a bitch? (Ain't that 'bout a bitch?)
I know a couple niggas hate me about a bitch (Huh)
Wrist worth two-fifty and it's plain today (And it's plain today)
Look like a half a ticket, I ain't wear a chain today (Huh)
Every day I'm out here grindin' like a maniac (Huh)
I ain't gon' lie, I hope the money take the pain away
Watch cost me three-fifty, I don't need a diamond
I ain't fuckin' with no nigga that can't keep his silence
Huh, my neck and my wrist hittin', it look like they fightin'
I ain't gon' lie, I see that money and I get excited
Watch cost me three-fifty, I don't need a diamond
I ain't fuckin' with no nigga that can't keep his silence
Countin' money in the truck, that's why I need a driver
I think I'm 'bout to fly to PJ, to a private island
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