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Why they all up in my business, my whole closet be they wishlist
Why they all up in my mentions? bring 'em to the gun convention
Fa-fa-fa, ayy, we up in Bond Street, uh
Thats where the shops be, uh
They tryna stop me, uh
You cannot top me, uh
They tryna knock me, ayy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Jump inside the Hellcat, bitch, I'm speeding, ain't no slowing down
Boarding private jets when I feel like it, bitch, I'm out of town

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