Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,
So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots
Sb nike's, with the grey box
Run away from the cars...
When bret hart meet brett farve
Livin the fast life, in fast cars
Bars coming nice and fast
I'll get to em when i land
All i need is moola cars and friends
Shitting on these niggas like i need depends
And it is to drive in all these fancy cars
Hoes show me love, niggas give me props
The faker they shakin' my hand
Im testin the pray x3 (fast)
She on media take out, but don't take out her kids
Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks
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