[Verse 1: Hambino]
Certified boss, C.T.N. millionaire
Knock a nigga off, drop twenty racks on his head
Cheapest bricks going, bitch I got it snowing
Count it, two mil large, money overflowing
Niggas plotting on my life, trying to earn stripes
They got one time, cause if they miss, they mama die the same night
This city mine, [?], cause we don't pay the same price
They can't eat unless I feed 'em, success overnight
Now these hoes, they love hoes, love pussy, love me
And these owners, they know owners that own clubs love me
Cause they knowing when I hit the door, I know how to party
And every nigga 'round Hambino got a lot of bodies
[Hook: Young Buck]
Flag hanging, riding with my top down
Trap banging, chopper hold a hundred rounds
Bitches everywhere, they say I know how to party
And every nigga 'round me, got a lot of bodies
A lot of bodies [x2]
Teardrop tattoos, that's a lot of bodies
Certified boss, C.T.N. millionaire
Knock a nigga off, drop twenty racks on his head
Cheapest bricks going, bitch I got it snowing
Count it, two mil large, money overflowing
Niggas plotting on my life, trying to earn stripes
They got one time, cause if they miss, they mama die the same night
This city mine, [?], cause we don't pay the same price
They can't eat unless I feed 'em, success overnight
Now these hoes, they love hoes, love pussy, love me
And these owners, they know owners that own clubs love me
Cause they knowing when I hit the door, I know how to party
And every nigga 'round Hambino got a lot of bodies
[Hook: Young Buck]
Flag hanging, riding with my top down
Trap banging, chopper hold a hundred rounds
Bitches everywhere, they say I know how to party
And every nigga 'round me, got a lot of bodies
A lot of bodies [x2]
Teardrop tattoos, that's a lot of bodies
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