Ray Charles Rich Amiri
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[Chorus]
T-t-230 in that Trackhawk Jeep
She think she my main, but that's just my side piece (Slatt, slatt)
Put her on the plate and I ate her like a meal (Meal)
You was flexing on me, now I'm blessin' all them bills
Gettin' faded in the trap spot, 30s rollin' off 'em (Fah, fah, fah)
Treat a ho like Ray Charles, she ain't seein' nothin' (Nothin')
Got 'em dietary sticks, I up it, clean yo' stomach (Doot, doot, doot)
When I take off on your ass, you ain't gon' see it comin' (No way)
Pay attorney fees with Godzilla, million dollars
Take a G6 overseas, I'm tryna' see the tropics (Overseas)
Cut a couple bitches off, them hoes was leechin' on mе (Oh my God)
[Verse]
S—
[Chorus]
T-t-230 in that Trackhawk Jeep
She think she my main, but that's just my side piece (Slatt, slatt)
Put her on the plate and I ate her like a meal (Meal)
You was flexing on me, now I'm blessin' all them bills
Gettin' faded in the trap spot, 30s rollin' off 'em (Fah, fah, fah)
Treat a ho like Ray Charles, she ain't seein' nothin' (Nothin')
Got 'em dietary sticks, I up it, clean yo' stomach (Doot, doot, doot)
When I take off on your ass, you ain't gon' see it comin' (No way)
Pay attorney fees with Godzilla, million dollars
Take a G6 overseas, I'm tryna' see the tropics (Overseas)
Cut a couple bitches off, them hoes was leechin' on mе (Oh my God)
[Verse]
S—
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