[Intro: Dom Corleo]
Got a big ass gat every time I walk out the bank
Got a big .23 on my hip, yeah, I let it bang
The bitch way too damn smart, yeah, she give me brain
Told that bitch to watch his mouth 'cause my shooter got a little bit of aim
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Ayy, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Dom Corleo]
I like to count up them racks with my thumbs
Bitch give me head, oh yeah, bitch goin' dumb
I get too high, get too high off them runts
I'm smokin' that gas, got that pressure in my lungs
Got a big ass gat every time I walk out the bank
Got a big .23 on my hip, yeah, I let it bang
The bitch way too damn smart, yeah, she give me brain
Told that bitch to watch his mouth 'cause my shootеr got a little bit of aim

[Verse 1: Kidsubi]
Look at this [?]
She wanna fuck 'cause shе know that we up and we finna be stars
Came a long way, and we goin' far
Now I'm on the damn top
Started from the bottom, we finally up
Now I'm countin', and I know you not
Didn't have to sell my soul
I cannot let that go
You still hatin' and doin' the most
Why you buggin', that shit on my phone
I'm tryna to like it, and then I go ghost
How you hatin' but you in a rut?
Had to do it all by my lone'
Know we poppin' shit on my own
I been puttin' in work, now I'm legit
Been in the game, doin' this since a jit
Hear no talkin', so you know I don't miss
Designer bags on me when I rock a fit
Got the bag on me when you look at my fit
Been goin' crazy, goin' dumb
I'm smokin' that gas in my lungs
Tried to press me, now he done
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