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  Yeah
  Yeah-yeah, yeah
  Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
  Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
  Yup, in my white tee
  Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please
  Uh, they gon wipe you before you wipe me
  On boxes of checks, not my Nikes 
  Coco like Im Ice-T 
  Uh, got em bamboozled like Im Spike Lee 
  Uh, you need more than Google just to find me 
  Uh, I just call her bae to get her hyphy 
  I just start the label just to sign me 
  Uh, me and CHASE connected like wе Siamese
  Uh, wevе been on the run, feel like a crime spree, talk to me nicely 
  I seen his face, seen it Yup, on his white tee, uh 
  Yeah, yup, call the Sprite people 
  Private flight to France, tryna sight-see 
  Popped em in his hands, he was typin 
  Caterpillar Rari, I fold it, lift it up 
  I went on the stand, told the judge to pass my cup 
  Ran up twenty million, told the Devil, Keep the luck 
  Keep that, keep that ho R.I.P. Pop, keep the smoke 
  Talk to me nicely 
  Keep her on a chain, that aint like me 
  Scotts with no strings, you cant tie me 
  Im higher than the plane, Im where the Skypes be 
  Yeah, yep, in my slime tee 
  Princey in his prime, yee 
  Yellowbone too feisty, yee 
  Clean him up, no napkin, yee 
  Yup, in my white tee 
  Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please 
  Uh, they gon wipe you before you wipe me 
  On boxes of checks, not my Nikes