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392 Hemi

Big Yavo
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Uh Sleeping until I can't, got time for nothing else Yeah Sleeping until I can't, got time for nothing else Me and my money can wait Bitch Hey If it ain't about money, can't wait Roll up a wood, yeah, I'm smoking the greatest Rocking Off-White, now they thinking I'm racist If this shit ain't about paper, ain't no conversation I'm rocking Dior cologne, the bitch digging my fragrance I was selling three fives out my grandmama's basement I was hiding the zips in my grandmama's vase set Bitch knew how to get money, bitch, go and ask Raven You don't know who that is, bitch, that's my big sister Osama get out, give them racks to my niggas Homeboys, ain't no dice to give scraps to my niggas Hey, know that ass real, that shit clap when it's dripping Shit was already saved when I vacuum-sealed it Put up the racks and go buy me a building Whole gang on Hell land, bitch, I got bigger visions Really got paper, come see how I'm living 'Fore I leave, give my mama a million Do you feel me? Hey Serving grams on that corner, bitch, meet me on Tillman's Getting into movies, I catch an opp and I'm filming Rocking ice with your bitch, we chilling I say we spinning 392, This a Hemi Took her back home and I pulled out her inches She came with a knife, you would think we were fisting Go get the 41 Philly, feel like Dirk Nowitzki Go get a chill, I got work in Winn-Dixie Wide-body Charger, no way you can miss me Rocks in all white, got that shit there from Sydney Dior on my laces, my sneakers be Christian Grab me a P and I flip it up, Jimmy Can you smell what I'm cooking? It's rock in my kitchen Work me a bitch, got her washing my dishes Push on a button, it's gonna start dinging Trying to hype to a veggie, no squashes, you tripping Purple pint of the Wocky I'm sipping Mix it big out the TI, nickname the whole lip Get rid of the weight, bitch, we lifting Got the gas, then send me a snippet Before I buy it, gotta see if it's pissy Bitch, I'm still loading, got K's in that pendant And I'm rocking designer, I used to be dingy Now it's Balenci's Hey Serving grams on that corner, bitch, meet me on Tillman's Getting into movies, I catch an opp and I'm filming Rocking ice with your bitch, we chilling I say we spinning 392, This a Hemi Took her back home and I pulled out her inches She came with a knife, you would think we were fisting Go get the 41 Philly, feel like Dirk Nowitzki Do you feel me? Hey Serving grams on that corner, bitch, meet me on Tillman's Getting into movies, I catch an opp and I'm filming Rocking ice with your bitch, we chilling I say we spinning 392, This a Hemi Took her back home and I pulled out her inches She came with a knife, you would think we were fisting Go get the 41 Philly, feel like Dirk Nowitzki I feel like Dirk Yeah She don't fuck with you because you a jerk, bitch Hey Get on that dick and you better slurp, bitch Gang Go ahead, get me some rum for Lil Perc Get me some He don't sell no Perc On the first I get the money like, bitches, the first Gang