Marching (duplicate) lyrics

[Intro]
(I-I-I-I-)
Ooh, I'm the- (I-I-I-I-)
Oh-ooh
Got some bad fantasies, that's a bad lyfestyle
Got some bad money, but I kept up with this lyfestyle
I keep guns on me, keep drugs on me, keep big Glock
(I-I-I-I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)

[Chorus]
Touch down in London on this private jet (yuh)
I make that million (yeah), make me wanna flex (yuh)
Yeah, I bought that buildin' right next to the 'vette (yuh)
b*tch, I been so high (yeah), I can't even touch the ground (yuh, woo)
You can't touch my diamonds, they gon' jump around (yeah)
I got money in my pocket, this b*tch got fatter now (fatter now)
Heard yo' ass fallin' out, heard yo' ass fallin' down (woah)
Huh, let me cross that b*tch by turning upside down (woo)
Put money on yo' head, put money on yo' whip
Put money on this whip, this Urus go two hundred b*tch (skrrt, ooh)


[Verse]
Said I bought the Benz, I'm pushing it, yank on the b*tch (yank on it)
And f*ck what you said, you a lil' bitty b*tch (lil' bitty)
A lil' bitty itty-ty b*tch (itty)
I call up the mob, and the muhf*ckers hit (yeah), I'm talkin' bout it-it-it
Yeah, you couldn't even level wit' all of these racks (ooh-yeah), you nobody, you ain't ever hit it
[Verse 2]
I don't give a f*ck what you said, you a b*tch, the muh'f*ckers never re-read it (b*tch)
Yuh, I told you you never existed, yeah, the muh'f*ckin' err (err)
Yankin' that b*tch off the side, I'm making that b*tch like the drums (buh)
I put on the clip and some drums (ooh, woah)
Got big balls I don't run (yeah)
I don't give a f*ck, no fun (yeah)
You don't even got no funds (mh)
Lil bitty b*tch got the— Err (woo)
Swervin' that— Err (woo)
I'm on the side wit' the— Err (eh)

[Bridge]
Couldn't decide by the whore (eh)
Lil' pus*y lil' b*tch go do homework
I'm in space, see the whole world (yeah)
Jackin' my style but it ain't worth it (it ain't), that sh*t will never work (yeah)
Run it again, 'cause that sh*t will never work

[Chorus]
Touch down in London on this private jet (yuh)
I make that million (yeah), make you wanna flex (yuh)
Yeah, I bought that buildin' right next to the 'vette (yuh)
b*tch, I been so high (yeah), I can't even touch the ground (yuh, woo)
You can't touch my diamonds, they gon' jump around (yeah)
I got money in my pocket, this b*tch got fatter now (fatter now)
Heard yo' ass fallin' out, heard yo' ass fallin' down (woah)
Huh, let me cross that b*tch by turning upside down
(Woo)
(Ooh)
(Yank on it)
(Yeah, it-it-it)