They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops
Hoes love me because of my cars
Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars
He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
I’m a motherfucking great white shark, swimming in a school of bitches/
I hated, some ritalin, some white socks
We drive around in million dollar sports cars
Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag
Amazing that i bring you to tears. yeah i'm white but my bitches are bad,
All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/
Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks
Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,
Love reefer and love sneaker above those
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