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Girl it ain't about you
I Love my car
Big butt cute face Aston Black like tar
Chicks hold me back whips take me far
Chicks tempt me to slack but the Benz go hard
I'm feeling like a million in a white Jaguar
Y’all tricks game just not up to par
Ya boy in the ghost and imma raise that bar
Got the jammer on high to escape radar
Thee polices can't see the phantom Nero FLAT
500 horsepower push your skeleton back
Burmeister sound say my shit all that
She good with the pipe but she don't smoke crack
But she smoke them Pirellis and lay down black
Marks tell detectives they should analyze that
Billy crystal meth real life Walt white
But I'm more like Gus ain't never been white
But I got that white
So pure I call it aryan
Like havin a ménage with misses Howell and Maryanne Smoking on sativa like we some Rastafarians
The coupes I call mulattos
Cause they some black  Bavarians
Cars lined up like a Puerto Rican barber
All she got is hunneds and they fillin up her garter
And I'm something like her pseudo father
Grind so hard countin money is a bother
Imma count it in the morning
After we count sheeps
But first she had to irrigate the new silk sheets
Awoke bout two but still gon eat
Bacon eggs and grits then press repeat

Then press repeat
Then press repeat
Then press repeat
We grind all night then press repeat
Press repeat
Press repeat
We gone grind all day then press repeat

Mulsanne in Beluga
Driver take me to the club
Aventador for the whores to show much love
Pop that clutch it's like shooting up drugs
Takin niggas chicks and they give mean mugs
But I bet they never trip
They don't wanna feel slugs
I make fat niggas run like usain bolt
Velvet glove compartment
With the black chrome colt
1911 .50 cal be all I tote
The things that really happened is the only shit I wrote
That mans no Fugazi
So you could Fugheddaboutit
My pedigree was never doubted
Judgement it ain't never clouded
Technically I'm Teflon shrouded
Speed of optic fiber routed
Say my name but never shout it
Less I'm on stage or fuckin bubbles in a rage
Like cane corsos comin out a cage
I suggest you turn the page/ that would be so sage
Foe I bust this gauge
Emaciate yo face
Eliminate each and every trace
Exterminate your fate
With grace and win the race
So you pleadin yo case
That's when I say
This just a taste