Crash Out* RIVEN

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Diamonds on my left hand, they start dancin', yeah
Lookin' at the money, I'll take 'em for ransom
'Boutta count up this guap up in a mansion, yeah
Yeah, why yo' ex watchin' me? Ooh
Tryna see my next move, probably, yeah
I gotta watch my back, I gotta move consciously
You not talkin' 'bout no money, then nigga, we [?], yeah
I'm rockin' Hysteric Glamour, I'm rockin' some Prada jeans
Got some guap on me, yeah, guap, it be callin' me
Yeah, yeah, what my fit lookin' like? Yeah, yeah
Rock Balenci', nigga, in a [?]
I know [?], yeah, I'ma...
..., ayy
I'm tottin' racks out (Racks)
Please don't try me, nigga, please don't be no crash out, yeah
Shе see all these hunnids, make hеr pass out, yeah
Hide yo' tape, I put that shit in the trash now
At the BOA, they tryna take my ID
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