Fanatic
Ayyp
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Rollin a whole pound Down dirty where it go down Getting fast money I can't slow down 'Bout my cash money like it's mo' town Blood trained to blow yea it's go time Sleepin niggas leave a ghost town By the way that it's lookin I'm goat bound Dick deep down her throat all my hopes drowning All my thoughts clouded But right then I climaxed that's perfect timing Me vs myself that's a perfect challenge I might smoke on some loud yo bitch broke it down Why they gon' act like they know me now Cause the dollas stacked up till it built a palace Call up yo bitch for the back rub she hold it down No respect for your backup They all can get smacked up We shoot like the movies but this ain't no movie No actor, bread on yo head if you act up F*ck on first night cause I don't like attachments Do tricks on the mattress She swear that she don't do gymnastics But the bitch acrobatic Hit it then act like she don't even matter Stack up n act like I don't hear the chatter High I been stacking I don't need a latter I'm flattered, my pockets getting fatter Making money faster, money long like Fasa Cartier glasses, my vision be passive My bitch she elastic Hit it then get that assist, imma pass it Whipping the shift with the stick like ya master Got dope like it's plastic Better not go answer that door unless I ask it I been on my own I don't need no distractions no no Everything goals now Bullshit down the road I'm back on my savage, the cold I ride for my blood, that's the code Lil bitch said she love me like coca Cum and come ride on the boat Don't pass me no pills where the dope imma smoker Cut emotions like I am the joker Cause the money the only motive I be smoking on dope, feel like melatonin All of that huff shit I'm not condoning We can air this bitch anywhere you wanna And I'm with my brothers, ain't no one on one Ask me who run this bitch, I'm the one And I'll shawty so freaky she eat me like honeybun Hit the bitch then I dip, that's a one n done It's the money I'm coming for One hit off this gas catch a runny nose Fried like a thunderbolt So much money can make you uncomfortable If they hating, they pockets is hurting more I take Benjis and stack it up from the floor Yea I been balling for life F*ck up a check, I just might So no need to take your advice Especially if yo bitch on the pipe Hunnids green and blue I don't need no stripes So f*ck all that talking I make one call got bad bitches walking Like this dope you get smoked, end up coffin Got the power in ego like Austin Stuff like four in a wood, do this often Bitch I'm ballin like Bron Bron vs Boston This boss shit is different Go run up a bag, I don't get exhausted
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