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Okay, okay, okay, okay No, I don't know where I started But I swear I know where I'm finishin' it (I'm finishin') I look like I jumped out the ocean with all of my diamonds I'm drippin' this shit (I'm drippin') I'm in Paris, Givenchy my fit (Givenchy) She embarrassed, she suckin' my dick (she suckin' my dick) Yeah, I came in with my stick (yeah, I came in with my stick) Yeah, I came in with my bitch (yeah, I came in with my bitch) Yeah, I came in with my clique (came in with my clique) Yeah, I came in with the gang-gang (came in with the gang-gang) Yeah, it's Balenci' my fits, boy (yee) Alex Moss, yeah, he gon' make the chain hang It ain't nothin' bigger than this You ain't on this shit, no, we don't do the same thing It ain't nothin' bigger than this You ain't on this shit, no, we don't do the same thing I can pull up and fuck on your bitch I can fuck on her best friend in the same day I can pull up and switch up my swagger I switch up my fit and you would think the same thing I can pull up and headline the main stage I got long money, bitch, I'm so paid All this codeine I been sippin', it fuck up my membrane I got long money, long money, I'm callin' it lo mein And she got a problem when I get way too high, I can't hear what she sayin' I be gettin' way too fly, been puttin' it on for seven days I don't rock yellow diamonds now, I don't like lemonade I got all white diamonds, yeah, I'm sippin' on Sprite today I'm throwin' that money up, huh? Yeah, money parade I'm throwin' that money up, that money up, makin' it rain Uh, uh, uh No, I don't know where I started But I swear I know where I'm finishin' it (I'm finishin') I look like I jumped out the ocean with all of my diamonds I'm drippin' this shit (I'm drippin') I'm in Paris, Givenchy my fit (Givenchy) She embarrassed, she suckin' my dick (she suckin' my dick) Yeah, I came in with my stick (yeah, I came in with my stick) Yeah, I came in with my bitch (yeah, I came in with my bitch) Yeah, I came in with my clique (came in with my clique) Yeah, I came in with the gang-gang (came in with the gang-gang) Yeah, it's Balenci' my fits, boy Alex Moss, yeah, he gon' make the chain hang It ain't nothin' bigger than this You ain't on this shit, no, we don't do the same thing