[Intro]
(Damn, Font, you saucin')

[Chorus]
Now let's get it on, these niggas some hoes
These niggas my clones, they be stealin' my clothes
Nigga, fuck what you think, long as my bitch with me
Rockin' the latest clothes and she gettin' fitted with me (D-Roc)
And all these niggas my mini-me's
Make your ho do whatever I say, she gon' do anything that I think
Hol' up, all the Top haters thought they finished me
I know that they block the swag, you know they gon' cop it
These niggas be jockin', makin' sure that I keep clean watches

[Verse]
Not givin' a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I'm runnin' it up, yeah
I fuck with that girl, I'm lovin' that girl, I'm turnin' her up, up
I be static and fly, I'm keepin' my gun, you know how I come, yuh
I be hidin' that iron while back of the ride, while drippin' in Saint Laurent
I always knew that them vultures pull up, and them creatures gon' hit when that fame come
I could play with your bitch with both of my nails
I tell them niggas, "I ain't changin' nothin'"
Man, fuck these lil' niggas, I'm richer, my bank account bigger
Don't fuck with that motto, I'm picky with polish
Fuck wit' it, I like it, not needin' no styler
And you know that I dig it, I'm feelin' yo' body
And all these niggas my clones, uh
I put that switch on the bitch and I'm sendin' his lil' ass home
You know that I gotta be geeked in this bitch
I get high as I can, I geek up with the bitch
She never once know I broke up with her friend
My jewelry, it come from a national brand
I blow it, they know I'm the bomb, say, "Damn"
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