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Pain 1993 Lyrics by Drake Drake , Playboi Carti
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Ayy, ayy
Niggas ain't gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept
I put that top left
I love my crodie to death
Hype Williams, Little X
If you don't say it direct
Could give a fuck, ayy, yeah, yeah
I put some ice on her hand
I let her take an advance
Shit wasn't going as planned
I put that shit in the van
She gotta move with her friend
Heard she went back to her man
Give a fuck, ayy
I just put a Wagen in the driveway, you know I did
When I shoot my shot it's the Kawhi way, it's going in
Me and lil' Sicko sittin' sideways, breakin' tens
Used to be an antisocial nigga, now I'm makin' friends
I just got a mansion out in Turks and it's a beachfront
If she's bringin' four friends
I know I'll hit at least one
Got 'em all tannin' by the pool and they greased up
Police in my city, man, I keep they pockets greased up
Me and Capo tryna leave our mark and peace the East up
Ain't nobody makin' too much money off the beef stuff
But I beef a rapper 'cause I'm never with the sweet stuff
Shawty came from Mexico
She know she got the sweet stuff
Ayy
Niggas ain't gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept
I put that top left
I love my crodie to death
Hype Williams, Lil' X
If you don't say it direct
Could give a fuck, ayy, yeah, yeah
Racks all in my jeans and they Raf Simons
Diamonds all in my teeth, I called up the dentist, yeah
Got a Goyard bag, I threw them racks in it
Every time I'm home, you know I whip the Bentley
I just threw these pills in my cup, yeah, yeah
Shawty just pulled up just to get fucked
I only want top, yeah, for sure
And I know I'm on top, but I want more
Remember I used to sleep on the floor
Now every day I rock Christian Dior
Now every day I gotta pour me a four
Now every day I gotta pour me a four
I spent a hundred K last night in New York
I spent a hundred K the next day, I was bored
That Lam' truck got numbers on the board
Yeah, she keep textin' my phone, I'ma ignore
Ayy
Niggas ain't gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept
I put that top left
I love my crodie to death
Hype Williams, Lil' X
If you don't say it direct
Could give a fuck ayy, yeah, yeah
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