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Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah (D-Diego) Oh, yeah (Mally Mall) Smoking on rip, yeah Hit Rick Owens, spent 5K on the fit oh, yeah, I went from broke to rich Still won't spend ten cents on a bitch I told your girl to suck my dick oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, she did Just got a. 40 with a stick oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, I did Uh, came a long way from the trap house Bitch, I'm in my bag now I was broke, ass out Robbin' niggas, the mask out I ball out, need a mascot Twenty-eight bands for her ass shots In the back of the house with the baking soda out Tryna keep the streets hot Play your bitch, boombox Bad kid, Boondocks Crack in, tube socks Packs in, move 'em You are not a shooter, maybe on computers Your nigga a loser, I'm Ferris Bueller Yeah, I'm in my abyss (yeah) Smoking on, yeah (yeah) While I'm fucking your bitch (yeah) Ya' dig? Smoking on rip, yeah Hit Rick Owens, spent 5K on the fit oh, yeah, I went from broke to rich Still won't spend ten cents on a bitch I told your girl to suck my dick oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, she did Just got a. 40 with a stick oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, I did Smoking on rip, yeah Hit Rick Owens, spent 5K on the fit oh, yeah, I went from broke to rich Still won't spend ten cents on a bitch I told your girl to suck my dick oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, she did Just got a. 40 with a stick oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, I did