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[Chorus: Xhulooo]
Victim
Yeah, okay (Yeah, yeah)
Outside with my brothers, huh
Made a hunnid, want another, huh
Gettin' bread everyday, it feel like a Friday, Chris Tucker, huh
He be cappin' on the 'net, he ain't tryna slide 'cause I got a cutter, huh
Swear to God I got a whole lotta money comin' in for the summer
You got no racks, you's a bummer, huh
Chopstick got a stutter, huh
Plug called, need a run up, bro got a Draco and a hummer, huh
Plug called, need a run up, bro got a Draco and a hummer, huh
[Verse: maajins]
Yeah, ran a pint with the summer, bitch
Skrrt off in a 'Vette, Popp Hunna, huh
That bitch wanna fuck, I don't wanna, huh
You a bitch, lil' nigga, you a runner, bitch
Diamonds so slow, cold stunna, bitch
How many Glocks? Bitch I got a ton of (Ahh)
Smokin' yo' mans, on my mother
Watanabe on me, cost a hunn-uh (Bitch)
Pussy nigga, put them guns up
You could gеt robbed, be showin' them onеs up
He think he funny, he throwin' them puns up
I'm servin' packs til' the sun up
(Bitch, just sleep, better run, uh)
I'm up in Vegas, serve four for the stunna
He think he high til' we put him deep under, Bitch
Yeah
Victim
Yeah, okay (Yeah, yeah)
Outside with my brothers, huh
Made a hunnid, want another, huh
Gettin' bread everyday, it feel like a Friday, Chris Tucker, huh
He be cappin' on the 'net, he ain't tryna slide 'cause I got a cutter, huh
Swear to God I got a whole lotta money comin' in for the summer
You got no racks, you's a bummer, huh
Chopstick got a stutter, huh
Plug called, need a run up, bro got a Draco and a hummer, huh
Plug called, need a run up, bro got a Draco and a hummer, huh
[Verse: maajins]
Yeah, ran a pint with the summer, bitch
Skrrt off in a 'Vette, Popp Hunna, huh
That bitch wanna fuck, I don't wanna, huh
You a bitch, lil' nigga, you a runner, bitch
Diamonds so slow, cold stunna, bitch
How many Glocks? Bitch I got a ton of (Ahh)
Smokin' yo' mans, on my mother
Watanabe on me, cost a hunn-uh (Bitch)
Pussy nigga, put them guns up
You could gеt robbed, be showin' them onеs up
He think he funny, he throwin' them puns up
I'm servin' packs til' the sun up
(Bitch, just sleep, better run, uh)
I'm up in Vegas, serve four for the stunna
He think he high til' we put him deep under, Bitch
Yeah
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