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I been getting at the bag
Y'all won't come at my peg

Nigga kept it lowkey
Woh woh woh
Better get u some racks
Fuck having card on red
I know I fina die rich

No more serving these folks
Serving these folks
No serving these folks

Mom finally we on
Finally we on
Now I do what I want
I do what I want

I'm with whole pack of wolfs
Bad bitch ofcourse

Fam is full of dem boyz yeah
Don't buy shit can't afford
Should've get me award
Lost some homies who dust

Come try me
I pop em
He turn into opp
Gotta fill up my pockets

Think outside of the box
Fuck who thought I'll flop

I did me some locks
Put some ice on my bi
Never had to go hiss
Wow
Niggas know run the plot
Shawty bad with that Birkin

What u wan we gon purchase Whoop
I'm surrounded by goats ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh
I'm surrounded by goats
Woh woh woh

Hope lil shorty last have to deal with
Had to stay outta trouble try be good civilian
I ain't changed still workin
On road to these millions
Ain't no need to go question me if I ain't feeling it

I been getting at the bag
Y'all won't come at my peg
Nigga kept it lowkey
Wow woh woh
Better get u some racks
Fuck havin card on red
I know I fina die rich

No more serving these folks
Serving these folks
No serving these folks
Mom finally we on
Finally we on
Now I do what I want