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daps or handshakes unless we made a deal
Cost a briefcase to make a brief case
No shit
Throw a sage bonfire on some ancient shit
Date night, 200 Kobe

up doing donuts on the street
Yeah I'm Anti Mafia I'm rocking with the fleet
Yeah I got big bands pussy you ain't making green
I be smoking on the za

on my ear cost a rack
Got it on me never stay in the back
Stand on my money I'm feeling like Shaq
Fighting Knigge's over bitches is whack
Selling pounds

you work it
Don't cost an arm and a leg to gain success through your learnings
Need my bread like Eugene too unique to flip burgers (Check)
Yes get

in no way domestic
I’m in the business of changing perspectives
I paid the cost and it left me corrected
This that shit that make me close my eyelids

ain't no leaks
Keep yo fleet discreet
Know when to retreat
TLC, we creep
Lisa rest in peace
Nipsey rest in peace
Amaru rest in peace, please
Tomorrow we

giving me another tip
Tips about image and how I come off
Tips about living and what it'll cost
Tip of this dick I know you gonna get
If you keep gassin'

at how I whip it
I got a fleet of cars, they cost about a ticket
Every nigga with me rich as fuck, got racks on racks
Pull up to the club back to back,

wasn't first but heard
I wouldn't go church that's a sign
I'd purge and I'd urchin with my slime workin
My boys will skip mosque oh the cost that's worth

a couple bottles of Thot Chocolate 
And a fleet of chromed-out psychedelic food trucks
To-Grill-A-Party
Yeah, we slingin' them Scooby snacks
A couple hoes

of this fleet.

Iʼm the tailor sewing pants for everyone,
I got lost between needles and booze.
I forgot my kidʼs name, I ́ve forgotten where I live
Seems I

bitch a two tone

Fleet foot niggas wit the wet socks
You better push it ain't no time to hit a rest stop 
Think you slick I see you sneakin' in the bread

everybody
Yeah you gotta earn that

Really got mobties
Really in the street
Really was trapping
I bought me a fleet
Remember the first 10 in a week
Fuck that

a song by Greta Van Fleet
This shit sweet, I'mma play it on repeat
I'mma play it on repeat
'Til you fall asleep
'Til you fall asleep
'Til you fall asleep

The displeasure that this brings to me
Can't be measured by your light
And to forgo all my fantasies
At the cost of your real-life
I've been

breeze

What I cost everything putting on heavy green meet me at the motha fuckin top you know the slogan team

Leading by example I'm an anthem for

hooks linked to chains
The entire enemy fleet closes in to intercept and sink the flagship at all costs
They bombard it with everything they have: books

that I'm good 

I'm back and better 
Hungry and hyped up
I need a car fleet like dmo
Graft mode season get to know 
My breads in the bank and cash

roll me a spliff chop the weed with machete
Bought the growingispain it cost arm and a leg
I just fucked me a bag up
I get flyer than NASA
I put all

So did this turn out how you want it to be
A life of crime and poetry
Tales of wonder by the sea
Did you count the costs? Well, it ain't free

I

Thanos killin half your fleet
And now your bitches after me, want me to fuck them fast asleep
But I got too much money to count, constantly stacking G's

the crowd's dressed the same
Doc Martens lost in the lights, but we won't erase the name
Once the uniform of the rebel fleet
Now it's just fashion, on every

Notice me, the cost its sitting go forty apiece
Nobly, control the fleet
The way it's built now, they know it's me
Bury 'em dirty and pitch the rosary

this nigga lost
I ain't thinkin' twice bout coppin', nigga what's the cost
Hoppin' out, swiss cheese the whole fleet, where the boss?
You ain't know, you