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Sixteen thousand square | Eight million up there, two million down here | When I was born, grandmama could see it
Sixteen thousand square Eight million up there, two million down here When I was born, grandmama could see it I be Bentley driven and very strategic R.M. sleeve, no diamonds are needed Floors are heated, so be it, so be it Fuckin' with P, get somethin' immediate Your soul don't like your body, we helped you free it Then we wait for TMZ to leak it It ain't no secrets, so be it, so be it Smoke So be it, so be it Smoke So be it, so be it C-L-I-P-S-E, epi, 8-ball, LV I can show you how to bust a brick if you let me I monogram like confetti, switches ready She leanin' on Celine 'cause she ain't steppin' in Giuseppe Catch a buck-fifty like each Pirelli I got eight of 'em, call me Andretti If I'm not in the telly sellin' the yeti Then I'm twirlin' your bitch like she in spaghetti, heavy Circle back and come and get this Kelly And your ears too, if you want 'em blue like Belly Lotta jettin', Prada beddin', 911s I'm the who's who with what's what, papa heaven Fuck around and get your body traced tryna test me 'Cause niggas that I'm with like to draw when it's sketchy If they catch me, don't forget me, resurrect me Buy a dog tag the same place that they baguette me, ski (This is culturally inappropriate) Smoke So be it, so be it Smoke So be it, so be it You ain't solid, ain't valid, you ain't Malice Been quiet, ain't riot, you ain't Paris Blow money, you owe money, we ain't balanced You ain't believe, God did, you ain't Khaled All black, back to back, this ain't traffic Can't wrap your head 'round that, you ain't Arab Y'all tweet, bird talk, we all parrots Lone star, cross the border, we like Dallas Twenty-one-gun salute, we been savage Tag 'em up, add 'em up, them niggas average Fly 'em in, fly 'em out, only the baddest If I had her, then you had her, she never mattered Wish upon the stars on my roof, they all scattered Ain't no more Neptunes, so P's Saturn Off the first ski-up, they re-up, it's a pattern Like middle men, they killin' 'em, you know what happened, ski (This is culturally inappropriate) Smoke So be it, so be it Smoke So be it You cried in front of me, you died in front of me Calabasas took your bitch and your pride in front of me Heard Utopia had moved right up the street And her lip gloss was poppin', she ain't need you to eat The 'net gon' call it the way that they see it But I got the video, I can share and A.E. it They wouldn't believe it, but I can't unsee it Lucky I ain't TMZ it, so be it, so be it (This is culturally inappropriate) Smoke So be it, so be it Smoke So be it, so be it
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