Precise
Money Man
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(Taylor Michael, you goin' crazy) (Trauma Tone) Yeah She got that body I like Sent her a ticket, now she on a flight She hop off the plane, then she come get the pipe Scammin', made 50K just in one night The next day, I spent that shit all on some ice When I weigh up a turkey bag, it be precise She wanna motherfuckin' kick it Come on, let's f*ck in the kitchen In the Beverly Center, I'm drippin' Yeah, yeah, just dropped her off, now she already miss me I'm never naked, I'm keepin' a glizzy Ballin' just like the brothers over at Disney She throw it back on me just like a Frisbee She throw it back so good, I bought her Fendi Her take a Perc' 'cause she gon' show her cleavage Took me some plastic just to swipe in Cleveland Niggas gon' hate, they even hated Jesus I was just four-fourin' in some Yeezys I just copped the roof, five-seven, no kiddin', yeah Fastin' all night, I'm dizzy, yeah Bae, I just want your kitty, yeah I just want motherfuckin' digits, yeah Every strain a nigga burnin' top notch Lookin' at the time on the AP bustdown stopwatch Nigga, I'm the reason why the block hot I done put the CashApp card in every (?) mailbox If I get locked up, I'm runnin' my cell block I'ma lay the wood down, I'ma make her bed rock I'ma keep twins with me, two FNs with me Niggas know I'm stayin' on point special, dealin' with me Sellin' these dimes out a house in Peachtree city I just copped a Lamborghini, I ain't want the 550 Sold a Q, yeah, the trap five for the nine-fifty That is not Za on your page, it is not sticky You ain't never spin shit, nigga, you are not drillin' We ain't worried 'bout his lil' bankroll, we got millions We ain't worried 'bout a lil' car that you postin' on the 'Gram, nigga We just cashed out on two Lambs Petty-ass nigga tryna show a nigga three grams Have my shooter comin' off the bench with a stick like Lou Will, nigga, he the sixth man Sent her a ticket, now she on a flight She hop off the plane, then she come get the pipe Scammin', made 50K just in one night The next day, I spent that shit all on some ice When I weigh up a turkey bag, it be precise She wanna motherfuckin' kick it Come on, let's f*ck in the kitchen
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