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Yeah |
| [00:14.251][Chorus] |
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Uh, big boy shit (Big boy shit), yeah (Yeah) |
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Brand new Richard Millie, big boy wrist (Big boy wrist), yeah |
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I been gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it in, (Gettin' it in), yeah |
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Gettin' in and out the Cullinan (Skrrt) |
| [00:27.877][Post-Chorus] |
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B***h, I'm not like them, nah, dawg, I set trends (I set trends) |
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B***h, I just went places 'cause I can (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
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B***h, another day, another dollar bill (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
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B***h, I keep on buyin' ice, ain't got no chill, uh |
| [00:41.933][Verse 1] |
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Baguette Richard Mill, yeah, sick, uh, ill, yeah |
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B***h, I ball for real, yeah, for real, I got skills, yeah |
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Mill after mill, b***h, I'm ill, that's for real, yeah |
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This a double R, but I got F's on my wheel, uh |
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Nigga, **** your deal, I made your deal in a year, uh |
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Cold-hearted for real, all this ice over here, yeah |
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McLaren hard to steer, please, Jesus, grab the wheel |
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Ain't no skeleton in my closet, it's up on my arm, you dig? Uh |
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I don't **** with rats or snakes, nickles or pigs, uh |
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N***a, I got straps on straps, n***a you dig? Uh |
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And I'm gettin' them racks on racks, nigga, you dig? Uh |
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And them nuthin' but facts on facts, nigga, you dig? (Yeah) |
| [01:25.290][Chorus] |
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Uh, big boy shit (Big boy shit), yeah (Yeah) |
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Brand new Richard Millie, big boy wrist (Big boy wrist), yeah |
| [01:33.620] |
I been gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it in, (Gettin' it in), yeah |
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Gettin' in and out the Cullinan, yeah |
| [01:39.694][Verse 2] |
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I was born to win ever since the beginning, yeah |
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I was makin' money I wasn't tryin' to make no friends, yeah |
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Self-made lil' nigga, yeah, I had to get it in, uh |
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Mama was locked up and Granny really didn't have shit, nah |
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Me and pops didn't get along, but rest in peace to him, yeah |
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I ain't have no father figure, nigga, I had figures, yeah |
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I'm a King Leo, nigga, might name my son Simba, uh |
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I remember makin' wishes, now everyday Christmas, yeah, yeah |
| [02:08.932][Chorus] |
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Uh (Yeah), big boy shit (Big boy shit), yeah (Yeah) |
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Brand new Richard Millie, big boy wrist (Big boy wrist), yeah |
| [02:16.908] |
I been gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it in, (Gettin' it in), yeah |
| [02:20.718] |
Gettin' in and out that Cullinan (Skrrt) |
| [02:23.228][Post-Chorus] |
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B***h, I'm not like them, nah, dawg, I set trends (Yeah, I did that) |
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B***h, I just went places 'cause I can (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
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B***h, another day, another dollar bill (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
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B***h, I keep on buyin' ice, ain't got no chill, uh (Yeah, yeah) |
