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Payko

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Yaaa, ya yaaa
You know wat i do fa my people
You kno what I do fa my, Yaaa ya ya
You know what I do fa my folks
Ima do fa my gang
I ain't gotta speak on this shit fr
We put MoneyFirst ya we play wit dem racks I done turnt up da gang
I stay wit sum loyal lil bastards they holding it down so I gotta go floodem wit chains
I flooded my wrist and my bitch and my rings
I be making sum puddles without using rain
I get it hot wit the robbers and killers lil baby
That's all apart of the game
I came out the jungle I den have a stain
I'm covered in money it cover my pain
Forever 100 that's what they gone know about me
I'm apart of the streets they can't expect me to change
Rip it up throw my heart down da drain
Love is evil I don't need it
And you know I play wit dem straps lil boy you betta not play wit my name
I remember the days I was scraping the change
Remember the days we used to shoot out the parking lot
Relieving sum pain
I'm taking the stick if I go to the range
Shoot up their lips if they speak on my name
You can't do for yo folks what I do fa my gang
2 Sticks in the apartments I'm posted wit Kane
If they run in the spot I'll drink a whole pint it can't go down the drain
Wit no racks in my pocket I'm gonna feel strange
Ima feel like a sack cuz I play wit 10 racks
And I play wit dem straps ima shoot fa the gang jus fa having my back
My shooters eat first that's a part of the game
I popped me a Fifth on the avenue playing wit Saks
Fucking up Neiman's I know that she need me
She hate that I thug her and walk witta sack
She fuckin' wit the opps dem niggas sum rats
Det tucking dey tail cant play wit the gang
I still love my opps we can't talk about pain
Relieving my pain when I walk thru the bank
I'm straight out the trenches I keep me a pistol I gotta be safe
Lil bra addicted perks I'm addicted to banks
I'm washing the money I don't need sink
Yaaa run it up
Keep it direct like deposits
Money keep coming its stacking and piling
I'm da wave like a ocean got racks on a island
And I still f*ck wit Jaylah cuz she kept it solid
It's forever the gang ya they kept it solid
From the robbers and trappers and scammers and killers we hot as tamales
I got zips in my jeans and this chopper a Harley
I fucked on her friend I can't speak on that body
Put in work fa myself I can't work fa nobody
My fingers be itching fa money his fingers be itching fa bodies
We can't speak on no bodies that's breaking the code
I got stabbed in the back now my world is too cold
I keep a chinchilla
My heart is too cold
Cold as my wrist and my neck
It make me feel comfortable dis not a flex
I made me a way had to step on sum necks
I keep me a piece in the streets fa my niece she the 1 I protect
When I look in her face I can see that I'm next
I kill bout my baby she'll never forget it
From da look in my eye you can't tell I was stressing
Guardian Demon I know that I'm blessed
This money a blessing these hunnids a blessing these bitches obsessed
What I do fa my bitch I can't do fa da rest
Cuffs on my wrist in a Charger I was Dodging arrest
I been locked in a cage but I rather see death
I still play wit dem pistols you know I can't go out
I feel like a feign when I shoot up dat boy
That stick it hit it shake like a stripper
A couple bad bitches they slide thru the city
And they think they sadity I rub on they titties
Gotta 10 in my pocket it look like a perk
I got lean in my cup I'm addicted to semi's
I know it get personal handling business
But business is business got commas no periods
You ain't think this money was serious
I whipped out dem racks and that bitch got delirious
I asked for 3 commas jus to be curious
I'm asking 3 commas jus to be curious
You'll never see it the way I can 3 it
It seem like he poppin' dem perks fa no reason
He hung up on God he back talking to Demons
I need me a angel a Guardian Demon
F*ck all the demons that locked up my people
They treat me a Baba I'm Payko orisha
When I thumb thru dem hunnids I'm feeling conceited
I throw up the money they think that I eat it
These bitches ain't shit
But I want em I prolly don't needem
Send a bitch to the back of the freezer fa lean I buy her Céline
(Ya ya, I buy her Céline, Ya ya)

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