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Yeah. Big chopper leave a nigga wappin'
Had a nigga ask who done it, uh
Dc that's my ends (you're so ignorant, whatever, you know)
You don't gotta ask who run it, uh
Big smile, go bank wow
Big bank, baby, that's hundreds, uh
Blue Dickie with the blue skully
I'm still hood full blooded, uh
Window tinted with the wiper tinted
I don't need to spend it but I'm so expensive
Had to call my lawyer when I get defensive
Highest nigga in the f*ckin' buildin'
In the ends I got the youngins drillin'
Only make their make the moves before the church
And I'm the newest villain in the in the new Mercedes
I don't do the tinted you can see who in it
Black ballin', yet I'm top billin'
Pop off then it's top spinnin'
Ego fitted with the knots in it
All my women never show they face
Like they fall from grace with a perfect waist
I got perfect taste, Fire! Bussed his casey you know just incase
Had a hundred stashed up in a Louis case
It ain't for debate
I'm the greatest rapper in the true and livin'
Lot of niggas fully bitchin' 'bout who the greatest out
I ain't gotta say it I just shut my mouth
Push to start, candy paint
Niggas really want the window space
Lotta death, never scared
Watch your head you might end up dead

(That was a nice viewing)

I don't wanna be the leader, ooh
I don't wanna be the leader, ooh

There's something 'bout how you look around
When there's no one around
Your heads in the clouds
I'm never tryna bring you down
'Cause I need you up there (stay up there)
Oh, I love it when you look back at me like
"What the f*ck do you want?"
"What you lookin' at?" Uh-huh
And my lovin' doesn't come with receipt
'Cause I don't give a f*ck? Here you go
I don't want it back, na-huh

Usually I'll wait and see
(Usually I'll be waiting and see)
Love come back here next time
(Yeah, love come back here next time)
Too much anxiety
(Yeah, there's just too much anxiety)
This time I'll be with you there's something there
(I'll give it all that I got, ay)
What the hell was that?
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Yeah. Big chopper leave a nigga wappin'
Had a nigga ask who done it, uh
Dc that's my ends (you're so ignorant, whatever, you know)
You don't gotta ask who run it, uh
Big smile, go bank wow
Big bank, baby, that's hundreds, uh
Blue Dickie with the blue skully
I'm still hood full blooded, uh
Window tinted with the wiper tinted
I don't need to spend it but I'm so expensive
Had to call my lawyer when I get defensive
Highest nigga in the f*ckin' buildin'
In the ends I got the youngins drillin'
Only make their make the moves before the church
And I'm the newest villain in the in the new Mercedes
I don't do the tinted you can see who in it
Black ballin', yet I'm top billin'
Pop off then it's top spinnin'
Ego fitted with the knots in it
All my women never show they face
Like they fall from grace with a perfect waist
I got perfect taste, Fire! Bussed his casey you know just incase
Had a hundred stashed up in a Louis case
It ain't for debate
I'm the greatest rapper in the true and livin'
Lot of niggas fully bitchin' 'bout who the greatest out
I ain't gotta say it I just shut my mouth
Push to start, candy paint
Niggas really want the window space
Lotta death, never scared
Watch your head you might end up dead

(That was a nice viewing)

I don't wanna be the leader, ooh
I don't wanna be the leader, ooh

There's something 'bout how you look around
When there's no one around
Your heads in the clouds
I'm never tryna bring you down
'Cause I need you up there (stay up there)
Oh, I love it when you look back at me like
"What the f*ck do you want?"
"What you lookin' at?" Uh-huh
And my lovin' doesn't come with receipt
'Cause I don't give a f*ck? Here you go
I don't want it back, na-huh

Usually I'll wait and see
(Usually I'll be waiting and see)
Love come back here next time
(Yeah, love come back here next time)
Too much anxiety
(Yeah, there's just too much anxiety)
This time I'll be with you there's something there
(I'll give it all that I got, ay)
What the hell was that?
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Writer: arildson vieira, D'Anthony Carlos, Phillip Anthony Coleman, Tobias Breuer
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