Manifest Millions
The Session & AverageJo
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She wanna ride, I’m like, “Okay” She want me to cook, I’m like, “No way” But for some head, I made soufflé Rings dropping water, that’s Bobby Boucher Manifest millions, it’s all in my plans You won’t understand, you got OnlyFans Society changed, I got different plans Young, black nigga, I’m making demands Say I’m the shit? Guess it depends Big booty baby and big body Benz My girl so bad, can tell by her stance My girl so foreign, she love when I dance Twenty thousand dollars can’t fit in my pants See Tony Robbins, I give him a band Watched him on YouTube and now we shake hands I said in advance, damn it, I’m loving it Hot like an oven mitt. Mother f*ck the government They be on sucker shit. They can go suck a dick All of the people back home liking Trump and shit I had enough of it. Just copped a zip Smoking a lot of it, high as a pilot All of this money come wiring Working it out and perspiring Got everything I’m desiring I just got an ounce, finna burn me a chop I don’t talk to these chumps; they fake and they front Brody got clips for a bitch who want problems So I suggest snakes to just stay in the cut I don’t like violence, but people be getting too comfy I go ahead and straighten them up Burning this ganja with Session. We plotting on millions These haters say much about us Man, we keep on balling like Jordan or Pippen I’m rolling up stanky stuff, don’t use a Dutch Your bitch wanna hang with the crew, but my circle too tight High as a kite, don’t want dubs Hungry for hundreds, I need it, my pockets are fiending So I’mma go after the money Bay Area baby, I’m tryna get paper You either take off or you turn into dust That money bring motives. I keep my blood toking Stay smoking on green cause this life can get tough That’s why I stay grinding for bands and my hands do my dance Then my bro pour the Henny up Can’t f*ck with them snakes cause they’ll bury you Posted deep, smoking gas in my area Keep it real, pussy. Nobody’s scared of you I keep taking these trips for these zips cause they hit a bit different Your shit looking scary, bruh Like, where the f*ck do you be getting stuff? He pulled up, got crystal in his bud? You want problems with me, then we all got guns I stay home with my bitch. I don’t f*ck with dubs Some go to the pussy, I watch it come Don’t be blaming nobody, you fucking bum If you hating on me, then go get you some
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Written by: Joe Rodriguez, Kory Chester, Randy Ngo
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