| Yeah, a young nigga flooded for real
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| Ice teeth
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| White falcon
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| Don’t want no smoke
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| Bet you’ll catch me with a bird chest
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| I know your bitch heard of this
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| Dig what I’m sayin'? |
| Word to this
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| Who want war? |
| 'Bout it, 'bout it
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| I’m with that, you ain’t 'bout it
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| Want no smoke, want no pressure
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| You ain’t goon, we gon' test you
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| Who want war? |
| 'Bout it, 'bout it
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| I’m with that, you ain’t 'bout it
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| Want no smoke, want no pressure
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| You ain’t goon, we gon' test you
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| Who want war? |
| 'Bout it, 'bout it
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| I’m with that, you ain’t 'bout it
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| Want no smoke, want no pressure
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| You ain’t goon, we gon' test you
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| In the back of the back, I’m gettin' that head, but I stop to charge the Tesla
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| Tryna fuck your friend, babe, what she say? |
| You playin', you should let me text
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| her
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| Run it up, more, AP with a iced out bezel
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| You gon', 'til it get pink, green, hold up, on my chain gold medal
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| I’m runnin' that track so quick, Usain Bolt
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| And I got Givenchy on my toes
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| Nigga got too much ice on me, it’s gettin' cold
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| And I’m wearin' Saint Laurent for my winter coat
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| I was up in Palm Springs and I’m blowin' Os
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| Bad bitches on me, and they all on go
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| I ain’t with the talkin', see that by my pole
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| Suck me till she cough, lil mom, put me in your throat
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| For they won’t
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| Who want war? |
| 'Bout it, 'bout it
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| I’m with that, you ain’t 'bout it
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| Want no smoke, want no pressure
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| You ain’t goon, we gon' test you
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| Who want war? |
| 'Bout it, 'bout it
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| I’m with that, you ain’t 'bout it
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| Want no smoke, want no pressure
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| You ain’t goon, we gon' test you |