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Rob dat lil boy got scavenger
Youn get to no money yall cappin ha
Ok like what he said
Nigga talkin shit then imma leave him dead
He on the ledge
Kick

uh bitch
Dat hoe aint messin around
Know niggas smokin black n milds
Just to hide they frowns
Folks talkin down
But they opinions don't count
And fuck

If she ain't with the shits she can get out ma crib I'll just call my new hoe (Han)
She gon be driddy when I come through with my next chick fronting

a hoe 
Get my point across without going fast speed 

I just my might fuck yo ole lady 

My hoe ah cougar she not a old lady 

Running shit up n I like

nigga where yo other mans
I been getting money since a nigga started wearin pants
Niggas really trippin around this bitch get yo feet snatched
Hogtie

Opening the door for her, I heard her ass echo
Dick sticks on da Prius, insured by a gecko
Still ballin, yeehaw fuck the law tho
Bitch I'm from

can't even tow me
Continue da process got money to get
Dey watchin my progress dey kno I'm da shit
Surrounded by winners you kno who I'm wit
Lit like da

any weather black and yellow
what u said dog
deep inside my mind i'm sentimental
i don't know what u can offer myself hoe
dat shit don't make any sense

him
Lil' Sean made a diss on Dan
He on murder mayhem
Had to get him up outta there
Heard bro was talking on Nate
Left his ass in the woods
And we beat

Showed a bitch my song oh she say she love dat
Remember days where I can't get a hug back
I ain't touch her hand, I just heard her ass clap
I don't

gotta bitch Mississippi
I laced up my shoes cause a hoe steady trippin
Had to go make a play I'll be home in a min
When I pull out dat bag you can tell

commas
It all makes since
I watch my bag to a flip
Naw I ain’t rich yet
But I get that bitch wet quick
Can’t chase a hoe
Chase a limp
Money don’t snitch

covered in money juh kno you caint touch me
Im never considered a quitta

No Captivity get out da viscinity
If you dont want you no pressure
Dat nigga be

swear she find new man like she Paul
Only Rolling by myself get in my bag you see I'm mad like fuck em all
If I see them it's they last ima crash let em

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

my fitty 
Many men, many men
want us dead 
Like fifty

Keep the semi wit me
Cause we get plenty money
You can tell by Fendi on me

vem aqui hoe
Bust

reality and dreaming, scheming
Get deleted by my team when you least expect it
Flip the script then I wreck shit
Caught you by surprise, now recognize

i go get this Guap by my lonely
They ask me how did I get on my feet
I got off my ass and got on it 

Then I got to it (Let's get into it)
I made

explain

Hoes onna way wit a keg,
Sorry I been I been in my beg
I fuck yo girl onna reg
Suck me up good, hoe, neck
Iced out, Patek, I
Ain't get, that yet

pissed 'cause they can't get in free
New enemies still poppin' up
Throw away gats still chop 'em up
I walk in and the whole club stands still
More money

Give me a treat I want that cookie and some top, top, top, top

Pussy sticky, I get deep in
I want money, Dont be cheapy
White like coca, She be trippin’

she loyal don't believe 'ha my money growing that's that che che chea 
Can't cuff deez hoes cause they some cheaters 
I beat 'dat pussy 'ion beat 'ha

a coupe fuck around just might catch a flat

I'm bout my bread that's all
Ballin like paul gasol 
I'm on mission, get money flippin, they stacked like shaq,

roll me sum sticky 

I count up my money blue benjis 
I thug by myself ion needa bitch wimme 
I hit up my plug from the city 
She blowing my phone I told