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fourty four - fiji lyrics

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[hook]
i’m ballin big i got stacks
and yo b-tch she make it clap
in the rari doing laps
hit me up i don’t text back
off a xan when you see me
all these n-ggas wanna be me
cause they know im lookin fiji
half a mill on my left pinky

[verse 1]
god, god d-mn what it feel like
never getting high
pour me up
then i pull up and yo b-tch she in the ride
oh sh-t, trynna make it to the top
and yo b-tch she gave me top
all my shooters got that glock
say some sh-t and you’ll get popped
when i pull up in the rolls
people say i got no flow
don’t give two f-cks i got that dough
i got yo main b-tch on that pole
she get tired, throw some more
say it twice don’t smoke no blow
i’m getting board i call some more
i got like 50 different hoes
bring it back when she make that -ss clap
i’m in the club i’ll make it rain on a tuesday
come get yo girl she on the floor she acting choosey
model b-tches all around me lookin boujee
fake friends, yeah i gotta stay away from them
finally got some money now they saying wait for them
b-tch, where were you from the start
“oh wait you was hating”
they hit me up, they need some cash
but b-tch i’m still chasing
don’t f-ck with fakes
only hang around with the real ones
yeah, my day ones they don’t hesitate to k!ll one
not bout that gang life
but i hang around with the k!llas
we in the rover fully blacked out
i know you see us

[hook]
i’m ballin big i got stacks
and yo b-tch she make it clap
in the rari doing laps
hit me up i don’t text back
off a xan when you see me
all these n-ggas wanna be me
cause they know im lookin fiji
half a mill on my left pinky

[verse 2]
pop a addy and im gone
all my shirts they say vlone, she sent a pic
she in a thong
she said i’ve been gone for so long
in the studio going off, chasin dreams
take no days off
so much gas can’t help to cough
but this lean gunna help the cough
different city every night
she a baddie cause she bite
all my shooters, they don’t fight
they just bust like 4th of july
never catch me getting high
but my money stack real high
look at my diamonds how they shine
this roli cost like half a dime
took his b-tch cause she a dime
f-cked her once and now she mine
don’t check the tag just pay the price
200 grand in just one night
take this pill and you’ll feel right
used to never have a ride
now i’m whippin in a foreign
crusin down rodeo drive
gucci down and i pull up in a p1
my wallet thicker then yo b-tch
she want a three sum
too many m’s in my account
i need a knew one
got gucci shoes i ware them once
i buy some knew ones
finally got some money
“i ain’t never looking back”
i still get invites from hoes who wanna kick back
just tell your mans i heard his song
that sh-t was h-lla wack
come f-ck with me
i got plan b’s
and i got h-lla racks

[verse 3]
shooters in the back seat
and they always armed
counting all this money like i’m f-cken escobar
got me stressin
i just pop another xanie bar
in the wraith
curtains down
we don’t know who you are

- fourty four lyrics

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