Burberry, quite a hell
Im still the slum dog, millionaire
Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/
King of the club, i bet you can’t top
Nothins stopping me from being rich
And the 9th is on the track bitch
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
With the dog comin’ to pee
Where are you gonna go, dog
Separate us, from what jay brought
I got kicked off, i used to shit talk
Where we spent days learning to spell dog
Like a dog without paws,
And of course, my car's off course
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