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I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style
You kiss your bitch 'fore work, I make her swallow my child
We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile
My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now
And you know I got that chopper like Osama, yeah
And that presidential rollie like Obama, yeah
Told that bitch I like her face and her persona, yeah
Getting money, Grandma we don't need Obamacare
I tat my face, I dye my hair and let it lock up, yeah
I wanna last with Brittany like Keith and Otanya, yeah
But nothing last forever, thousand dollar sweater
12 come around and I turn to Hellen Keller
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child
We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile
My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child
We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile
My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now
I came from the gutter, aye
Riding with my brothers, aye
Bitches we just fuck them, aye
We will never love them, aye
Driving in a hummer, aye
Balling every summer, aye
Balling every winter, aye
You a tough rat Master Splinter, aye
I just made a hundred K
Spent me like 6 uh thousand a day
Remember I couldn't get that bitch
Now I fuck like 6 hoes a day
VVS diamonds gone cover my face
Walk with the money in Balmain jeans
They know my name in Barney's baby
That's because Lil Uzi ballin', baby
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child
We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile
My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child
We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile
My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now
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