[Chorus: POPSTARBILLS]
Fake friends, cut 'em off
Boss up, like I never lost
Cop that, like fuck the cost
New pocket watch, yes I got the sauce
I got the drip, it get 'em sick
They see you up, they hop on the dick
I been on my shit, now I'm getting lit
And they wanna jack it, yeah that's off rip
That's off rip, off rip off rip off rip off rip
Yeah that's off rip, that's off rip
Yeah that's off rip, that's off rip
That's off of the rip
That's off rip, off rip off rip off rip off rip
Yeah that's off rip, that's off rip
That's off of the rip
And they wanna jack it, yeah that's off rip

[Verse 1: NYCL KAI]
Get a life and get off my dick
Talkin bout-talkin bout me but they won't do shit
I eat the-I eat the drift [?]
Talkin smack hit you with my drip[?]
[?]
Going in I'm rolling it
NYCL go cop some drip
Lil bitch you know that's off rip
That's off rip, I'm making that flip
I'm landing the trick, I'm serving the strip
Walk right-walk right in I'm doing my shit
Gеtting my-getting my money then I hit thе dip
Rip to the [?], never my hip
Broke boy not gonna get my shit
Hold it tight like I hold my bitch
Talk too much you a fucking snitch
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