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And some Homer chains by Frank
I be damned if let em tell me who they think I ain't
Know I'm him
Going for the win
Doing what they can't
The brand is strong

When these ppl wanna talk that money shit on they caption they know who to quote
I'll hate to get on bg bad side cause lil nigga i do the most
Know we

like running back
Run and tell dat hoe hoe
Back for more but pussyboy don’t want no smoke
Ain’t got shit to prove no more 
Really with the goats you just

like running back
Run and tell dat hoe hoe
Back for more but pussyboy don’t want no smoke
Ain’t got shit to prove no more 
Really with the goats you just

And The Respect From It Too
So If You Want Sum
Deen Kome And Get It
Fuck A Gun We Can Throw Sum
My Knuckles Wikked
He A Hoe nigga Dont Run
Kome Get the difference

We bag it again
We bag it again
We bag it again
We bag it again

Niggas changing colors like a skittle
I make money triple but it never double

Demons in Ma Sleep (Demons)
I Gotta Eat Ima Get It Out A Freak (FreakBitch)
Put Dat On She Wanna Love Me Im Weak (Im Weak)
Ion Needa Muscle Getta Nigga

his feet he jumping and ima dunk.

Hoe impressor money on the dresser.

fag off ima let her, shout out to them 16's from the second n third letter.

See

nigga fedia that's my damn slatt 

I'm cooking it up like Walter h white 
I could get any hoe
cny bitch that I like 
Trynna get to the ms
Got a big

parole
30 day notice rip that Shit off my door
Fell in love wit a good girl dat wan be a hoe
Barrel in ya face wit a extended pole n you know that he'll

snitch, man, get us a hundred years
That's sad dawg, why you mad for?
Is it the face on my bitch or her ass dawg?

Why you like dat? Dat ain't like

to be alive(alive)
Had me a dream
Dreams of foreigns i drive(skrrrrr)
Swerving through the lanes
With that check by my side(dat bag)
Vision stay blurred
I

outside thuggin?
Trappin that shit with your cousin?
Did the pack get served by ya block?
Was you outside trappin this shit on the low?
If the opps roll up

billie jean
Stay up on my shit I gotta get it by any means
Wutang fovea I tell her shit I got plenty cream
Ina space ship I beemin' up
Shit I feel like

pressure
Every bag get flipped twice I want the extras
And please don't call my phone with all the extras
Shorty so-so that shit whatever
But this money shit

Gotta get the money, bitch I stack it from the ground
These niggas turned to bitches, but it ain't gon slow me down
I fucked that nigga bitch, I told that

my clothes g
You brokey you brokey
I got this money by my lonely
Fuck hoes by my lonely
Ya niggas be phony
I can't tag team with the bro
That shit gay

while you cryin boutta Bland hoe 

I had to get it out the mud got it straight from The dirt 
Dyin young goin broke dey ain't been nothin Worse 
And des

spoke a lot dropped him dat nigga became a target he did yup I got money yup she want it nah she can't get it bitch im too focused
Okay purple cups

Get money, moves
Only chill to hit a blunt or 2
Probably chillin if she fuckin too
Then I'm paper chasin, she must get the boot
For the get money

a bad move
I'm married to the money nigga bitches they can get it too
1453 on da gang my nigga stepping
I'm smoking on exotic got me higher than

the coupe
And we smoking on gas by the pound
need the money
I need me the cash flow
Come here baby
come fuck with the man tho
I've been making the guap since

kinda straight, but i need sumn worth a dime
If Yu ain't about no money babygirl, dont even waste ya time
Cool kids get to skip da line

ain’t worthy
Hoe you can leave , get out and go
Tommie the Stoner in this motherfucka piped the fuck up man it’s a nigga birthday in this motherfucka...