PAO DOCE 454 (Ft. Tutu)

[Verse: TUTU]
[?]

[Verse: 454]
Checks, put diamond on the head
On the fence, put money on the [?]
You a gameboy, [?], ridin' in the low head, ain't talkin' bout Lindsey
My bitch got me new lenses, we came up out the trenches
Your bitch, she need new rhythm
And my bitch gon' need her finish
This life a survival of fittest
Gotta move with the [rolls and the pockets ain't get it?]
Got my shoes, they gon [bowl when they killed all my kin?]
Countin' up a hundred grand, [I won't fuck off a ten?] (for real, yeah)
You get the bill, pop on thе pill
She gettin' wet, just likе runnin' wild
I'm in the crowd, runnin' up loud
Niggas don't even got they own profile
They 'bout to steal the swag, the style
I'm bout to sneeze, the gas is loud
[?] my jeans, we laughin' now
[Cope off ?], swag it down
[?] the pocket, just like a crown
[?] cost a penny, like [?]
He had the low, [that's the person in town?]
Lil baby rockin' hits, but she ain't gotta be out
Caught inside her drip, and whole boy that's splashin', Ni Hao