[Intro]
(Hey, look, it's Anwar)
Yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah
Ayy
U-Uh, uh, uh
One time
Yeah, uh
Yeah
(It's money, he got money)
Ayy

[Chorus]
Boy I ride 'round with that chop', it sing like Tina Turner, ayy
Hunnid rounds in that gun, no condom so it's gonna burn him
AK got coolin' kit (Got coolin' kit)
I might lose my mind but I can't lose you, bitch (No, I can't lose you, bitch)
30 leave yo' body stankin'
I'm no saint, I'm just like Franklin
I'ma do that nigga wrong if he playin' with my Franklins
Eatin' on three-hundred dollar steaks
I might buy you Prada, bae
They just gon' give you more problems
I'm gon' take you outta state
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