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    Everybody showin' out in my section (Hey)
    All these bitches tryna get our attention (Yeah)
    One more shot, I know I should not mix this (Wait)
    You say "It's gettin' late" but we see time different
    I ain't puttin' no stones in my Patek
    Tryna show you different kinda flex
    Damn, I think I need lil' shawty sex
    We gon' keep it goin', night 'til the morning

    Yeah, that's a flex (That's a flex)
    Papi got them flockin' out the nest (Brrr)
    You can tell the vibe from how I dress
    Most these niggas copies in the flesh (God damn, ay)
    Hundred shots like Dolph
    Quarter pound on deck
    Break bread wit' my dawg
    Told the nigga "You next"
    I flooded the Rollie but not the Patek
    Heard you been running your mouth
    Watch how I run up a check (Check)
    Took my baby shoppin', I might do a lill' too
    Gave her a stack of hundreds and said, "Do what you do"
    We started from the bottom, now she grew, grew, grew
    Finally caught my groove, forever this the move

    Everybody showin' out in my section (Hey)
    All these bitches tryna get our attention (Yeah)
    One more shot, I know I should not mix this (Wait)
    You say "It's gettin' late" but we see time different
    I ain't puttin' no stones in my Patek
    Tryna show you different kinda flex
    Damn, I think I need lil' shawty sex
    We gon' keep it goin', night 'til the morning

    Yeah
    I need hunnids on top of hunnids, ahh, yeah
    I can tell they really don't love me, ahh, yeah
    I ran my bag up, now she love it, ahh, yeah
    These niggas mad, ain't gettin' no money, ahh, yeah (Sad)
    They lookin' sad while I laugh to the bank
    [?] I make her faint
    I got [?] like we came in the tank (For real)
    I stay down up in this game
    'Bout to see real niggas go insane
    I can tell they don't feel my pain
    I get the cash in a whole 'nother lane
    I got the money [?] the fame
    Might cop the foreign and blow out the brain
    [?]
    Baby so different, I'm feelin' insane
    I might just Plain Jane that Patek
    When I touch, she gon' get wet
    When I leave, she get upset
    When I get back, she know what's next
    Ain't no flex

    Everybody showin' out in my section (Hey)
    All these bitches tryna get our attention (They do)
    One more shot, I know I should not mix this (Wait)
    You say "It's gettin' late" but we see time different
    I ain't puttin' no stones in my Patek
    Tryna show you different kinda flex
    Damn, I think I need lil' shawty sex
    We gon' keep it goin', night 'til the morning