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(Brent) (BrentRambo) She say, "Rino, you're so crazy," haha She say, "Rino, you're so crazy, everything you do is brazy Everything you drive is brazy, everything you're havin' is brazy, yeah" She say, "Rino, you're so brazy, everything you do is crazy" She say, "Yeah, everything you do is brazy" She say, "Rino, you're so crazy" She say, "Rino, you so crazy," hey She say, "Rino, you're so crazy, everything you do is brazy" Fuckin' on some from Milan, I was fuckin' off on top On a plane writin' my rhymes, off some Addy got me like zombie On a drop, sippin' on slime, brrr, brrr Give a fuck 'bout how you feel, all my niggas trained to kill Baby, just tell me if it's real, yeah, yeah, yeah All of these motherfuckin' diamonds, got me goin' insane Experiencin' all of these climates, up in a muh'fuckin' plane I was young, so I bought diamonds, now I want factory plain Haha, yeah, bird businеss All of my niggas, they're punchin' shit We don't even really much buy I ain't rеally into that lovin' shit I don't mean to make you cry I ain't really into that clubbin' shit, it just ain't really my vibe Thinkin' 'bout sellin' my publishin', I, at least want me five Bitch wanna pop a G5, get used to the Roxy before you, I tried I think I'm on cloud nine, if I go into the club up, I might die Bow, bow, bow, bow, I'm in an AMG, come slide I got an MP5, and this chain gon' put out fire, yeah The bitch got a brand-new body, tell her go pop that shit on live, yeah I'm gettin' tired of the carti, I got some tennis chains on my mind She seen the racks, and went blind I ain't pour nothin' less than two lines I just been on my grind Had to go cut the fake niggas off the line You ain't worth my time You is not my brother, don't call me slime You was down on your dick That you stole from my partner, you're a pure bitch It's a whole lotta guap, it's a whole lotta chop sticks It's a whole lotta money in this world, you're on my dick She's so bad, e'rybody want my bitch Whenever you pop your shit, e'rybody want your shit Yeah, dropped the bag today, I went the dirty way, yeah You dropped your flag, OK, the drac' hit you in your face I'm in that fast thing today, bitch, it's time to race Up in a Tesla S, bitch, we're flyin' straight to space
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