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I pull up like, how you pull up, baby? (Oh, oh, oh)
Let's go
Brand-new Lamborghini, ♥♥♥♥ a cop car
With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have you ever met a real ♥♥♥♥♥ rockstar?
This ain't no guitar, ♥♥♥♥♥, this a Glock (woo)
My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (woo)
You better let me go the day you need me (woo)
Soon as you up me on that ♥♥♥♥♥, get to bustin' (woo)
And if I ain't enough, go get the chop
I earned it, ain't nobody gave me nothin' (yeah, yeah)
Ready to air it out on ♥♥♥♥♥♥, I can see 'em runnin'
Talked to my mama, she checkin' on me and my brother
She know her baby boy gon' get the money (let's go)
Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban
I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent
Ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey
Let's go