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told me she was Haitian 
I'm a real rude boy Jamaican 
Bumbaclot live by the code don't break it 
I get my hoes mistaken 
Gotta get rich number one

Still got plenty of rounds the humvee heated heavy 
But she's hanging out the window swinging that machete
Now that's some real road head and we gon' ride

maryjane and I hit dat hoe all night
If you ma brudda I know that you gon ride
If some shit poppin I know that you gon slide
Stay gettin money that's all in

gettin' it done with no help
Us women need to know that we can do it by ourselves
Motels where you sleeping and your dreams up on a shelf
Homegirl stay

(Talking) I mean, most people really, they really won't understand. Like, I mean, I built I built this shit up from the fucking bottom bro brick by

If you a real nigga that’s Steppin then pop ya collar 

I’m eatin real good with the people at Benihana’s 

I ran that bag up by myself it wouldn’t no

you know I got that sauce got that drip
Nowadays I been slamming gin by the fifth
She looking in my eyes man she begging me to hit
So I go and say

In my room with this beat on repeat
Writing some lines than i delete
I'm fighting back 'cause i'm tasting defeat
I came in the game and now i compete

straps what's happening/See them snakes ain't gone come at you head up/They slither in the bushes while you gettin' your bread up

I'm fed up put the green

throttle
Eatin' molly with some models
At my house just like a brothel
Gotta find me like a fossil
I'm feelin' low low, off a wing tip fly shit
Get yo' head

surgery
& months of PT
We walk it out, talk it out
One block at a time
Gettin stronger by the day
Dis dat dogmatic, no static
Got the stick & want ya

like a damn chef
Guy fieri with the pot, im a damn chef
I be gettin' guap like my accountant
Lean in my cup need a lean fountain
Money on your head now

the mandatory max
Kick it with my jeweler
Still sittin' with a shooter
In case some niggas wanna try and
Put a ceiling on my future
I'm gettin' money now
Sendin'

hoe
I just be chasing the dough
I put that on my crew
Fuck any model bitches by the twos
I dropped a band on my designer shoes
Getting some head from

gettin fucked
By each other
Bitchs approaching now
She ask for my digits
Like shut the fuck up
Hoe I'm tryna get slumped
Anyone got any addys
They tryna

'Cause bro
You're afraid of tellin' the truth (Oh, mad)
I know you think you're awesome
But it's time to take some caution
(Stay back)
You baited out Deji

the best I object
Bang the hammers on the instigatin' heads
That's just an obstacle when you
Out here gettin' bread
Just a pigeon to the game
Never countin'

me but I might detach
Yeah for now I got some random
In my passenger seat
But no one can replace how I feel about you
Red i know people out there

Griselda, by Fashion Rebels yeah
Uh huh yeah
Spooky shit, nigga
Way too spooky, nigga, look

Hard work instead of talent
But I work harder than

makin' trick breaker

Should've been in college
Chose to be a shaker 'doe
Gettin' you some knowledge
Now your knees to the floor
Run with freaky deaks,

Pellegrino over Patrón
By myself gettin' money, I be sober alone
Such a scholarly champion, take my advice
Become your own connect and get
Work half the price

& to my people once I make it then we all gettin rich
But never switch that's the type of shit that will get you hit
When it's ah watch or its the glock

Still talk to Tanisha, she down in Atlanta she gettin' money as a dancer
I got some homies that's locked thats talking like we ain't have the similar

chain
Too many chefs in the recipe
Don't give the sauce away
Lost some nigha's that ain't meant fa me
Don't need em' anyway
Close my eyes
I been fighting