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Lionaire Baddies

[Hook:]
Nah
Private Luxury Pool with some baddies
She told you lackin, she say she not happy
I'm fresh out the jungle young nigga he have it
He talkin no problem get 'em gone get 'em hit
On some fashion shit nigga I ain't matching
Yeah dropped outta school now it's mansions
Private Luxury Pool with some baddies
She told you lackin, she say she not happy
[Verse:]
Fuck on yo thotty she do what I say
Ima pop on that bitch yeah my nigga not average
He got a drummer I shoot it don't panic
Back at the block got a gun I ain't lackin
Niggas wanna see me dead in a casket
I got, shooters they with me they trappin
We got, all of the clips and the AR's
Bitch nigga I told you it pay off
Yeah
From the ghetto this shit got me heartless
Countin money I be movin cautious
Makin money talkin to the bosses
There would be no me with no losses
Ah
I let these bitch niggas cross us
These niggas hate wanting my position
Exotic fanta lean im droppin in it
Gettin money my nigga the dollar business
Take a risk nah nigga no panicing
Number one with this shit I ain't lacking
Workin trough this shit nigga I'm fasting
Seen the life of a hustler, he capping
Yeah

[Hook:]
Nah
Private Luxury Pool with some baddies
She told you lackin, she say she not happy
I'm fresh out the jungle young nigga he have it
He talkin no problem get 'em gone get 'em hit
On some fashion shit nigga I ain't matching
Yeah dropped outta school now it's mansions
Private Luxury Pool with some baddies
She told you lackin, she say she not happy
2x
[Verse:]
In this bitch with a blicky I'm workin
Shoot niggas yeah I'm on my purpose
Lil bitch want a bag she ain't worth it
Nah, she ain't worth it
Who is you ? you niggas unheard of
Drop a bag on a nigga he hurting
Got a waitress on me she be flirting
Sippin red my nigga the vampire
Kept a bottle of lean now i'm swerving
Kept a bottle with me built an empire
Kept it on me my nigga I'm Mykel Myers
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Mathematics my nigga the money power
I was f..cking that bitch on the Eiffeltower
Ballin on 'em, my season, you niggas cowards
Yeah, I be smoking that gas that big flower
My life gettin sweet now you niggas sour
With a scatpack put up big power
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