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[Verse 1: Jeeezy]
Told her I just want the top, that's my foreplay (That's all, Low the Great)
All foreign sh*t parked in the driveway (Driveway)
It ain't Sunday, I got Loubs on, it's the Lord's day (Lord's day)
I'm the n*gga diggin' in these hoes like I'm X-ray (I'm that n*gga)

[Verse 2: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Yeah, big-ass shoes, I need step space
Big-ass Rolls-Royce, I got leg space (Big Rolls)
Been f*ckin' n*ggas hoes, we got sextapes (I been f*ckin')
Once I bust, yeah, I'm cool, have a blessed day (Yeah, I'm cool)

[Verse 3: Jeeezy]
Charge a twenty-five hundred for a quick eight (Yeah, I'm tight)
It's a couple cool rappers, but the rest gay (n*ggas weird)
She want me to eat her pus*y, but I just ate (I'm cool)
Pourin' juice every day, how I'ma lose weight? (I don't know)

[Verse 4: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Twelve hundred on my shoes, I can't lose faith (Twelve hundred)
Exotic 'Woods, n*gga, I can't do shake (I can't do it)
Tryna bust a BOA, I can't do Chase
Tired of the same hoes, I need new face (New face)

[Verse 5: Jeeezy]
b*tches fightin' at my crib like I'm Blueface (Blueface)
You can get your ass packed like a suitcase (On my mama)
Balenciaga size 45 to your ribcage (Lil' n*gga)
BucksClan got these n*ggas dyin' to get backstage
[Verse 6: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Told her I could change her life, yeah, it sound right (Yeah, I can)
By myself, three b*tches, it's a wild night (That's on God)
Hear that 'Rari truck pull up with the loud pipes (Loud pipes)
Got these hundreds stacked up, yeah, they piled right (Yeah, they stackin')

[Verse 7: Jeeezy]
Busted on her face, you got a towel, right? (Towel, right?)
She said them Clan n*ggas broke, that don't sound right (These n*ggas dumb)
Got a problem with my n*ggas, I'ma get involved (On my mama)
Make these b*tches get straight to the head like some Tylenol (What you doin'?)

[Verse 8: BlueBucksClan DJ]
All her friends bad, I can't chose, it's a lot of y'all
Got them off the '42 straight, ain't no Fireball (Nah)
b*tches tryna talk but not top, man, I'm tired of y'all
Cherry burnin' through my clothes like I left the iron on

[Verse 9: Jeeezy]
Drop a deuce in a twenty ounce, ain't no styrofoams (Hell nah)
Man, my b*tch head super fire, yeah, I'm flyin' over (Goddamn)
Yeah, we all want your b*tch, she on speakerphone (Speakerphone)
In her house, I'm in Christian Loubs, b*tch, the preacher home (Preacher home)
She at the Airbnb givin' super dome (God)
Weird n*ggas beggin' for a verse, yeah, they leechin' on (Hell nah)
n*ggas tellin' like they 6ix9ine, sh*t I don't condone (Lame)
b*tches wanna f*ck me, yeah, she smellin' all this good cologne (Cologne)
[Verse 10: BlueBucksClan DJ]
BucksClan got the virus way they killin' sh*t (Killin' sh*t)
Lot of lame n*ggas here, I'm not feelin' this (I'm not feelin' it)
n*ggas broke, probably waitin' on that stimulus (Waitin' on that stimulus)
I'm at Fleming's wastin' food, I can't finish this (Yeah, I'm full)
Pull up on her in a Rolls truck, she never been in this (Rolls truck)
She keep tellin' me she never met a n*gga real as this (Real all this)
We on lockdown, I'm still rockin' double-G and sh*t
Want me to herself, she must think I'm PnB and sh*t (She selfish)
Been makin' b*tches leave for stealin' out the 'bnb and sh*t (b*tch)

[Verse 11: Jeeezy]
My b*tch hittin' up her homegirls like, "Who you see him with?" (Who you see me with?)
Limousine tint on every whip, yeah, you can't see in this (Hell nah)
I'm the only n*gga ready for her, she the meanest b*tch (Meanest b*tch)
Got her in a Rolls, she like, "Damn, I never dreamed of this" (Goddamn)

[Verse 12: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Watchin' good movies, gettin' head, I never seen this sh*t (sh*t good)
Smokin' good gas, 41 got me seein' sh*t (41)
Clan n*ggas f*ckin' up the club, you gotta see this sh*t (You gotta see it)
GiGi, that's on God, her head fire, you gotta meet this b*tch (You gotta meet this b*tch, hahaha, ah)