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Cut from a different cloth
Fabricated bitches looking like who make that shit
What does she have on
Like I bought this shit from Mars
Space alien make on it
Mona Lisa, my niggas take flights out to Rome
Just for the pizza
Shit that's Mama Mia
Hopped in the whip it's so foreign, needs its own Visa
Call her Senorita
Hierarchy
Perico Princess, La Marina
I love this shit, no Alsina
I'm border hopping para cocaina, God damn
I can't find a bitch I can't stunt on
Want fifty at the door man
I can tell my niggas keep the gun on em
This shit is a warning, verbally assaulting so that they don't want it
Took it back to my roots, out the garden
Shout out James Harden, threes up for Boston
Make that look easy nigga
And I got it all from nothing but work and God and Faith
Believe me nigga
And I'm never ever ever going back on my life that's word to Steebie nigga