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[Intro]
Cook that shit up Quay
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I'm a glacier boy, I went solitaire in my ear
I do magic, break it down and make it disappear
I'm a glacier boy, I went VVS's on my neck
Richard Millie, AP rollie, Cartier Patek
Sippin' sizzurp, almost fell asleep, I damn near wrecked
Tennis chain, dripping on my shirt, them bitches wet
Lord please forgive me, I know I'm a sinner
I keep me a old hoe, won't get me a rental
I fucked on her then got a lil' money, I [?]
My neck on a blizzard, I'm going december
I stay on the syrup, I can barеly remember
I'm still from thе [?], ain't got no feelings
My tennis chain dancing, no [?] of the [?]
I might go Rollie, lil' bitches ain't [?]
I came from the bottom, I hang with some killers
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Big bag full of cash when I walk through the dealer
Two fifty cash for that new Richard Miller
Ball like the NBA, no Percy Miller
Rather sip red then I rather sip liquor
Bitch, [?] your boyfriend then hop out the picture
Bust that lil' bitch like a swisher
We met at the mixer, I had to walk in with my pistol
Bought a new watch and it's flooded with crystals
New glacier boys, get you killed in a whistle
[Verse 3: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Rock the Saint Laurent, the bottom vanilla
I got [?] the skillet, the [?] sealer
Fresh every day, I'm a serial killer
Glock 40 shoot like a Richard Miller...
[Verse 4: Quavo]
...I call my wrist the new blender (Whip)
My index married to the trigger (Grah)...
[Verse 5: Gucci Mane]
...I'm so picky (Hah)
I can't rock no watch, man, unless it cost a...
[Verse 6: Takeoff]
...I get the bags of blue lettuce (Lettuce)
Ship it out, wrap it, then mail it...
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