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Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Now my trunk up, that's two times two
Man, this shit dug in war times two
Yeah, my eyes red but I'm no diamond
If you gon' run it up, that's all on you
You know I'm ballin', usual like Kobe (24, ooh)
Ain't worried 'bout a hater that don't know me
He say that he tough, then that boy gotta show me
Pull up, Bentley truck, extra poles, yeah, we four deep (Deep)
Say my name three times like I'm Tony (Tony! Toni! Toné!)
Diamond VVS, I put baguettes all on my Rollie
I ain't never believe nothing that you told me
These niggas keep sneak dissing, they turned me to my old me
Before I had these mills, I was oh so lonely
Really, really think that diamond  with my 40
I ain't never been a phony (No way)
You be gettin' bands? Hardly (Yeah)
I just fucked your bitch, sorry (I'm sorry)
Man, I put that on my shawty (Yah)
Fight me wanna escape, sorry (Not sorry)
No, not here for no games, Atari (No way)
Diamonds they hit like water, ooh, starbeam, yeah (Phew, phew)
Rockstar life be callin', be callin', let's go (Yeah)
Don't want that girl she stallin', she stallin' (No way)
Bigger foreign whip, ooh, I can't park it (No way)
I'm from outer space, ooh, in a star ship (Yah)
This old foreign bitch, ooh, that's my target (Hello)
Ten bands, what you say? Ooh
Ten bands for my Chanel carpet
Rock star life like watch this
Y'all niggas slick like margarine
Lost your bitch in Starlet's (Starlet's)
AP mil' on my Rollie
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AP mil' on my Rollie (Bang, bang)
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 pulled up whippin', doin' round 160
Your girl staring at me, got real big titties
What's in my jeans? Them real big fifties
Flight after flight, hittin' real big cities
From the same boss, yeah, my brothers is with me
They give me the bond, I'm comin' to get me
And in the club, we snuck the semi
Cut rug right with me, I can feel the envy
Now my triple cup, that's two times two
Man, that shit darker than  times two
Yeah, my eyes red but I'm no 
If you gon' run it up, that's all on you
Disrespect the gang we stole on you
 don't get cold on you
Bitch i had that cold on you
Marry the guap you know I do
AP mil' on my Rollie
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(Bang, bang)
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