Ayy, you went flyin’ Bentley Spur Ayy, you went drivin’ ’round the world Ayy, you went brown like a squirrel Ayy, you went Chanel pearls Ayy, you went Rolls-Royce car Ayy, you went Rolls-Royce truck Oh, you want war with all my hoes Oh, you want to line it all up Ayy, I’ma play it how it is Ayy, I been player for some years Ayy, you tryna steal all the spill Ayy, I’m in the field on a pill Ayy, you wanna spill? Then let’s spill Ayy, you not real, niggas is Rolls-Royce still Uncle Phil Yeah, uh-uh, uh
Oh, you went top off, oh, you went Flintstones Oh, you took the lil’ Rollie off, oh, you went big stones Oh, you made two extra Ms, oh, you went ringtones Oh, you wеnt train on that bitch, oh, you went, “Ding-dong” Oh, you went kingpin, oh, you went wings in Oh, you wеnt hands-on, oh, you ain’t seen it? Oh, you went Demon, shootin’ out the Demon (Man) Oh, you had came in Now, they were streamin’
Ayy, you went flyin’ Bentley Spur Ayy, you went drivin’ ’round the world Ayy, you went brown like a squirrel Ayy, you went Chanel pearls Ayy, you went Rolls-Royce car Ayy, you went Rolls-Royce truck Oh, you want war with all my hoes Oh, you want to line it all up Ayy, I’ma play it how it is Ayy, I been player for some years Ayy, you tryna steal all the spill Ayy, I’m in the field on a pill Ayy, you wanna spill? Then let’s spill Ayy, you not real, niggas is Rolls-Royce still Uncle Phil
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Ayy, you went flyin’ Bentley Spur Ayy, you went drivin’ ’round the world Ayy, you went brown like a squirrel Ayy, you went Chanel pearls Ayy, you went Rolls-Royce car Ayy, you went Rolls-Royce truck Oh, you want war with all my hoes Oh, you want to line it all up Ayy, I’ma play it how it is Ayy, I been player for some years Ayy, you tryna steal all the spill Ayy, I’m in the field on a pill Ayy, you wanna spill? Then let’s spill Ayy, you not real, niggas is Rolls-Royce still Uncle Phil Yeah, uh-uh, uh
