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Niggas wanna be tough as hell, go get your money up Remember I was tryna stack a ten, I just put a hundred up I might tell Lil' KG to rob that nigga, f*ck him, he ain't one of us And we got more sticks than Navy, might pull up in an army truck Bad lil' bitch from Nashville, got a spot on Bell Road My big brother just on MTV, he used to sell bows And my cousin switched on me bout a bitch, that nigga broke the code How you gon' let these hoes get between us, nigga, we used to sharing clothes F*ck it, I gotta get this Pape , state to state, no Section 8 Police hit the lights, we on the chase, I bet we get away If I front you, ain't no runnin' off, I bet you won't get away Roll the wood and hit my knees and thank God for another day Gallery department throw on New Jays, everyday I make plays Told this bitch I'm an MUA, why? Cause I might beat the face Phone ring and scale jumping , how you trap, you ain't sell nothin If I get locked up, I ain't tell nothin I'm just thinkin' bout my bail money finna Take off with your rap shit, how much you niggas wanna bet Three things Ion play about, my mama, my money, and my respect How rich you wanna get? I'm tryna wake up and call the Jet Yeah, them lil' hellcats cool, but I might just cop a Vette Money on my schedule, hoe, I ain't thinkin' bout no sex And I was just broke as a bitch, lil' hoe, so I can't help it when I'm flexin Ben Franklin, that's my bestie , in the trap, yeah, I invest it I can't cuff no hoes, she wanna arrest me I'm fresh as a bitch, she wanna undress me If you wanna be tough as hell, go get your money up Remember I was tryna stack a ten, I just put a hunnid up I might tell lil' Kg to rob that nigga, f*ck him, he ain't one of us And we got more sticks than Navy, might pull up in an army truck Bad lil' bitch from Nashville, got a spot on Bell Road My big brother just on MTV, he used to sell bows And my cousin switched on me bout a bitch, that nigga broke the code How you gon' let these hoes get between us, nigga, we used to share in clothes Exotic bows, I got those, though You can bring me 24, just call my phone, meet me at the door He post at the store his Motion low Can't cuff that bitch, she a bogus hoe I'ma having bags like a grocery store And if your nigga broke as hell , I can get your man 500, he dropped a loc Turn me up, everyday I'm tryna get my money up I really don't be in my feelings, I just keep pourin' up these double cups I just count it up, I just counted up bout 40 thousand, that shit gave me the bubble gut And I keep shittin' on these niggas, I might have to go get me some new underwear How you broke and beef, you got nothin' to wear? Shit don't even add up Nigga keep tellin' me, stay down, I'm tryna run this shit up in a rush And nah, honestly, you ain't even got ten thousand, you need to shut the f*ck up Need to go get a job, you need a ride, I come pick you niggas up
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