Laughin to the Bank
Vrando
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Rafiki, what the f*ck Ha, ha, ha, ha 12:21 in the A.M Shordy wanna f*ck on her face cam I just got me a new script, bout to go ball like it's Space Jam Yeah, I swear I just got me a new script Swerve, swerve Fuckin' that bitch while her boyfriend at Barneys I brought like 9 of my goons to the party Shorty a dancer, she shake her lil' body Choppa start jumpin, he shaking like Cardi Ruger and Ruger they just like the Hardy's Dope got me back in the future like Marty Deep in the trenches that shit feel like Shark Week Got that trap jumpin' like we at the Barclays Squad touched the city, ain't stop makin' plays since Bro in the industry, cashing a placement Don't work with niggas, they stealin' the cadence Juggin' the world because I couldn't get a day shift Only like pink and blue dollars, I'm racist If you don't wanna give it up, then I take it Bend his block so much, he think we gon' break it I'm smoke designer, I'll never feel basic I'm on these millies, my face feel amazing Line that boy up, no I don't have to trace it I told that bitch, come here on my Jace shit I told them racks, come here, Yeah, tryna turn my lil Acura to a LEER These niggas move out of fear I done seen death come my way and I faced it My niggas gon' win whether you win or not That bitch a bucket, I'm takin' my shot She know that we got the sauce like Motts, huh The rest of these niggas can rot And I got a rich bitch fetish Got a call to come through, don't know which bitch said it I know I'm gon' win cause a witch bitch, said it Niggas want smoke, I know this switch dead it Yo drugs, synthetic, hit you and the medic I'm not sympathetic I just popped a check, put that on a debit and crash out my credit Talk on the beat, I'ma preach like the reverend Jugg me some racks, I can't get in the heaven Used to be broke, but that can't be the present Number 9 singin', it's singin' like Tevin Fuckin' that bitch while her boyfriend at Barneys I brought like 9 of my goons to the party Shorty a dancer, she shake her lil' body Choppa start jumpin, he shaking like Cardi Ruger and Ruger they just like the Hardy's Dope got me back in the future like Marty Deep in the trenches that shit feel like Shark Week Got that trap jumpin' like we at the Barclays Squad touched the city, ain't stop makin' plays since Bro in the industry, cashing a placement Don't work with niggas, they stealin' the cadence Juggin' the world because I couldn't get a day shift Only like pink and blue dollars, I'm racist If you don't wanna give it up, then I take it Bend his block so much, he think we gon' break it I'm smoke designer, I'll never feel basic Rafiki, what the f*ck Shoutout my nigga 16 for this one boy (I really like brandon's music)
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