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to spare n share
O What a feeling
I'm somewhere between hero and villain
Anti
Ain't I
Ain't cha mad that I said hat
I rather get punched and jumped them

to TY yeah I dollar signed it (Cha-ching)
Locked up en mi caurto en mi cama (Casa)
No I ain't a narco
Ain't no trappin' wit my patnas (No no)
I'm a south

shorter than interlude
I'm to me you to them it's a difference 
Let my ogs talk I just listen 
I ain't gotta try to get it in we bout win 
And we share

XL to you tomorrow
Check it out, we got shell like taco
I don't check price, scan the barcode
Cha-ching huh, okay
On your head like shampoo
I do what I

Move through traffic gotta duck the law
Don't tell them nothing bout what cha saw
Streets gone talk thats a lot of lip
I look skinny in the mirror but my

through this interlude
Outward fucked does not reflect inward dude
Magna cum laude, bitch, I'm magna cum proudly
Wand vibrator came along, that's magna cum

Stoją w brzegu i w legnicy
Auta czołgi bolszewicy
A ja nie chcę by mnie strzegł
Komunistyczny młot i sierp
Strzegła nas przez lat czterdzieści
Armia

a reason I'll cut cha breathing
Killa
I was raised by a pack of heathens
Wolves, Hyenas, and Lions
Somebody told the preacher
Reach and Imma teach ya
Even

chop sheet chop sheet
Drink piss dilute the sheet wey you eat
By that time you no go get time to regret it
God forbid 
God forbid
You no go use your

just post up by the sit and go
Spending every dollar that we got up at the liquor store
What the fuck you knew bout
Summer time shoot outs
Catch a girl

I'm off back to back Ls like I'm in Utah 

smoking some designer weed

That's some Panda Og

Blow it by the OZ 

20 gram cone mean I'm smoking

I'm haunted by my last dream
I woke up from my night mare
Im pushin pounds of kush
Man I'm high feelin good

Call me the great white, swimming in

know your name
And by the smile that's on your face I see you feel the same
So can I talk to you?
And maybe after school
I can walk you home
If that's

do I get my money you'll just never understand

Countin money
Countin money
Ice all on my wrist
Chas-in all of them dollar bills
Starting to make me

and a Pinterest
Do a few tours and the dishes
I do it for the bread not biscuits
Ooh yay wishing for a bit of rain
For a bit of cha-ching by my name
Sign my name

this long  
Sometimes I see you on the week day 
In and out on a cheap date
I'm not tryna be a creep nay 
I'm just here to say my peace 

Can get cha

The liquor go down and my ego goes up, all the way to the ceilin, do not disrupt
Hit the cha cha slide, the dougie and the quan, 6'2 but im basically lebron

with plenty 

Money machine 
Money machine 
Money machine 
I got the cream like the color of my seats You can just tell by how I fuck up the scene

Money

making me richer 
Sangria just come by the pitcher
I told ya I’m witcha 
I’ll send a car to come get cha 
No need to be taking no pictures


Yea yea
Why

Teri Teri 
        
Here she comes 
Come runnin´ to ya
Here she comes 
On the one
Got all of her friends by her side
This is gonna be a special ride

trap van then you run Inside
And everyone is starring as you running by
Saying Who is that wow they seem so Surprised
Excitement fills the air as we step

Baby, you understand me now
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
Don't cha know no one alive can Always be an angel
When everything hoes wrong you see

Cha cha slide have yo dance moves real tricky
Dropped off a dime and bounced back witha foe nickel
I milly rock the whip with a yeat when i get busy

could be forever
You were my guitar hero in the basement kinda thing
I'd sit by the landline waiting for your ring
Rehearsing my pickup line

Pink skies