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No Amiris

No Amiris

Ha, ha, ha
Young rich nigga, man
I might just retire all my Amiris
I might burn them bitches in a pile, you dig? (I can't even quit playing, it's just like, you know?)
Passed up, nigga
I'm passed up (I'm that that's passed up)

Two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain't Amiris
We the richest young niggas in the whole fucking city
Say my name one time, watch this bitch get litty, yeah
Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah

Got the city on lock
Came through with every type of foreign, every year when the city get hot
I be flying first class, I don't sit on no block
I can tell how you talk, you ain't never been shot
I can tell how you move, you ain't never been watched
Feds did a sweep, everybody finna talk
When it come down to me, I'ma take my own charge
No, I ain't goin back to jail, I done came too far, I'm a real life star
Unless they got thirty five racks for a nigga, I ain't goin in the bar
'Fore I take a bitch home, I'll fuck her in a car
Can't drop her ass off 'cause I live too far
'Fore I made it off rap, I was running up the cards
Niggas still can't believe that I made it on the charts
Never graduated school, buying brand new cars
Red key, push a button, tap the gas and it start, yeah

Two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain't Amiris
We the richest young niggas in the whole fucking city
Say my name one time, watch this bitch get litty, yeah
Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah

You can call me Glock or call me Big Key
I don't fuck with rat, no Stuarts, no Mickeys
Three hundred racks on the chain, no pendant
Got a billion dollars on my mind and I'ma get it
Been getting to the money, I don't plan on quitting
Aye, what's his name died, and they say I did it
I'll take a nigga bitch and give her back like I rent it
I just hopped in my bag and it's just the beginning
We don't fuck with that block, so you know we gon' spin it
Don't care 'bout the ticket, my nigga, I spend it
Still be in the trap, that shit open like Denny's
Championship ring on my pinky, we winning
Prada set on but it look like some Dickies
You know I'm that nigga, my bitch got them bitches
I keep that shit on, aye, who fucking with me?
Chrome Heart patches on me like I'm Christian

Two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain't Amiris
We the richest young niggas in the whole fucking city
Say my name one time, watch this bitch get litty, yeah
Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah

Chase the money, Chase the money

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