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[Intro]
(Chase, are you alright?)
(jackpott)

[Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI & Austin Skinner]
I'm the one, there ain't ever been a two
Ricky denim just to match the shoes
All blue hundreds just to match my mood
Shawty wanna fly to L.A.
But I'm cautious, I can't trust again
I can't even tell who that is
Never hide that work where you live
Shawty need help with her bills
I ain't never been that guy
Sent a thousand just to keep the silence
Why I did it? Don't know why
Got a big blunt, I'm so fried
Stay with the gang, you don't got a membership
The fat lady sang, it's over, we endin' him
I'm friends with Franklin, you don't know Benjamin (Yeah)

[Verse: Austin Skinner]
Yeah, pop me a 30, that 10 too weak
I got hoes tryn' pull up in the seats
Out in the valley, I'm high as can be (Oh)
Run like the Pope
Bulletproof up on the body
Pistol on me when I'm ridin' in shotty
If we get 'em then you know that we got 'em
Hundred bands and I step out to the place
Switchin' lanes in that big-body tank
I'm off a Perky lil' bitch, I feel great
Had to beat him, put a hole in his face
I got a bitch and she bad with some taste
Get a Plain Jane and I bust down the face
Extended tip, we gon' bust down the gates
Shawty so bad, I'ma bust on her face
Pop me a pill then my mind went blank
Glock in my pocket, I don't need a safe
Bitches on me, man I feel like I'm Drake
Couple hundred what I spend on the plate
B-B-Bad bitch, had to slide in Ruth Chris
I need racks, when I'm broke then I'm pissed
Couple Glocks when I slide in the whip
I can feel it—that this shit, we gon' win

[Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI]
I'm the one, there ain't ever been a two
Ricky denim just to match the shoes
All blue hundreds just to match my mood
Shawty wanna fly to L.A.
But I'm cautious, I can't trust again
I can't even tell who that is
Never hide that work where you live
Shawty need help with her bills
I ain't never been that guy
Sent a thousand just to keep the silence
Why I did it? Don't know why
Got a big blunt, I'm so fried
Stay with the gang, you don't got a membership
The fat lady sang, it's over, we endin' him
I'm friends with Franklin, you don't know Benjamin (Yeah)