Jewelry

Look at my swag, look at that bag (Ain't that jewelry?)

Look at my house, look at my spouse (Ain't that jewelry?)

Look at my bitch, look at my whip (Ain't that jewelry?)

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Little Xanny in this bitch, yeah, ay

Throwin' bands up in this bitch, yeah

I got money, I just don't fucking floss

I like Paris too, call me Rick Ross

I'm a skinny dude with a big cock

I'm a skinny dude with a big cock

Goofy boy, you just a dub

Your new nickname is Buttercup

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Look at my house, look at my spouse (Ain't that jewelry?)

Look at my bitch, look at my whip (Ain't that jewelry?)

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I got the bands, I got them stacks, I got them racks (Run it up)

She feelin' mad, she had my swag, she lookin' sad

She had my bag, she had my sack, she had my back

Now you look mad, now you look sad, why you look sad?

I rap me some bands, I rap me some bands, I rap me some bands

Look I'm the boss, I pay what it cost, I bought me it all (Flex)

I'm sippin' it off, my hustle LeBron, I really took off

I leave with a bounce, I leave with a bounce then smoke me an ounce

Look at my swag, look at that bag (Ain't that jewelry?)

Look at my house, look at my spouse (Ain't that jewelry?)

Look at my bitch, look at my whip (Ain't that jewelry?)

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I'm weird flexin' with a clear necklace

Ice in my ear all I hear is wetness

Bird box race so I steer reckless

Like H-Town mane I'm pure Texas

She already know who she fuckin' with

She suck on my face with her pussy lips

Push a whip better than his and she super thick

All of that ass and don't know what to do with it, ay

Pussy boy, try again

Keepin' new dudes in her diet, she invite 'em in

She can pull strings no violin

Said she got the potion put the vile in

Ironic but Xan brought the Molly

Stadium said it's a party

We drippin' in jewelry so I brought out Johnny

And we broke the block like it's fuckin' karate

Look at my swag, look at that bag (Ain't that jewelry?)

Look at my house, look at my spouse (Ain't that jewelry?)

Look at my bitch, look at my whip (Ain't that jewelry?)

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Ain't that jewelry?

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Ain't that jewelry?

Ain't that jewelry?