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Millions, put it in the casket and buried it
Millions, niggas with me, bitches think we terrorists
Billions, stack this cash and lay low like barbarians
Brazilians, wax it and pass it to Australians
Ayy, I suppose it's a proposal (I suppose it's a proposal)
Ayy, most these niggas, they some bozos
Ayy, put the racks in the console (Racks)
Ayy, blowin' O's just like Cheerios

Pakistanian bitch wanna lay with me (Ayy)
I been in the trenches
Slangin' since a nigga was three
I've been on the road
On a plane
Take a pic with me
Bitch, I took a picture
Try to frame me
Try to riddle me (Ha), ayy
Made a million bucks but I didn't touch the key, ayy
I done tore it up now shawty lovin' me (Swear), ayy
I done ran it up and now she fuck with me
Now she wanna make a baby
Now she wan' be stuck with me (Bitch)
Nasty ass bitch (Ha)
Trippin' tryna kiss me
After suckin' niggas dicks (Ayy)
I can't put no hickey on your titties or your lips (Facts)
Fuck it, where your head?
I ain't even tryna hit (Swear)
All my cars fast
I ain't even try to dip (Try)
I ain't no Dorito type of nigga
I stack chips (Racks)
Ain't no pussy eatin' type of nigga
You ain't dip
Bitch, your mamacita tryna fuck us off the rip
Ten racks, hunnid racks

Millions, put it in the casket and buried it
Millions, niggas with me, bitches think we terrorists
Billions, stack this cash and lay low like barbarians
Brazilians, wax it and pass it to Australians
Ayy, I suppose it's a proposal (I suppose it's a proposal)
Ayy, most these niggas, they some bozos
Ayy, put the racks in the console (Racks)
Ayy, blowin' O's just like Cheerios (Slime)

Hunchback, Cadillac (Slime)
Daddy Fat Sax
My bitch a brat (Slime)
I been in the trenches fuckin' nats (Slime)
All the hood hoes need love
Gotta give it back (Slime)
Yeah, pay the bitches homage (Homage)
All my niggas with me, one hunnid (Hunnid)
All the opps die every summer (Swear)
All the Glocks
Give 'em to my mama (On God)
All the K's (Yeah)
At the hide' (Brr)
I'm a stunna
With the racks
I'm a slimeball 'til I die (Slime)
All the freaky hoes come outside (All your hoes come)
All the nasty bitches outside (Yeah)
You can't run
You can't even stay inside (You can't even stay inside)
Get you killed
Got a show in the Chi (Woo)
Thumb through it fast
Got this bitch sayin', "God, nigga"

Millions, put it in the casket and buried it
Millions, niggas with me, bitches think we terrorists
Billions, stack this cash and lay low like barbarians
Brazilians, wax it and pass it to Australians
Ayy, I suppose it's a proposal (I suppose it's a proposal)
Ayy, most these niggas, they some bozos
Ayy, put the racks in the console (Racks)
Ayy, blowin' O's just like Cheerios (Slime)
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