Bitcoin
Lil Yachty, Rio Leyva
Get this fatty bought me a piece
The shit was a hunnit they wasn't even ready
She gave me spaghetti
The first year I met me this shit get tragic
Out in Miami it feel like
Orlando with all this magic
Hop in this black booth
Late night this shit Jurassic ?
Forgot my eyes
They get shot just like a basket
Close the casket, line 'em up like a cassette
Your favorite street rapper?
I run right past him
This bitch came with her friend
I wet they hair like?
I'm in Louis V,? a sandwich, why not we
Grown man, worry about me, I got? my feet
I keep all my bitches happy
So they call me daddy
Five hours early to the addy
'cuz I popped three Addys uh, uh
I can't sleep or think too deep
When I get in that mode
Yeah we had a bad? you go out bad over hoes
All my brothers live by that code
We all stand on our toes
Yeah, can't no nigga take nun' from
Me and I stand on that
Everything I got I earned
Now my bridges burned
Nigga crossed me once before
I bet his lesson learned
Posted outside, where the slimes at
Off a G-6 she climax, got a good batch
Posted with some big names, fuck a hood rat
Lost a couple million on Bitcoin
I don't feel bad don't feel bad for me
Don't feel bad for me, I'm
Rich, I'm straight, I'm good, i'm always set
Dior clothes, and on my neck
A hunnit thousand in baguettes
Two-faced bitches mad at me 'cuz
I won't give them sex
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