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40 Fold'em (feat.Ethan Sacii)
by Yung Klan
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Forty fold him like umbrellas draw down in a gucci sweater
Hit a nigga like Im May-weather these bitches don't know better
Diamonds yellow like lemonade sacii klan on a rampage
Balling hard like Dikembe rollie on me with a big face
She give me head while I talk to the cash these bitches do any thing for the cash
I hope in the wraith and my foot on the gas
Don't call my phone when talking to cash
We stuff them racks in a louie v bag
Walk off in nieman we popping them tags
These lil bitty bitches not having no bag
Cup full Im on perky's James P Im like Curtis
Simpson road Im riding curtains arm n hammer cut on purpose
I got this pack here from smurf sold up three dub like a clerk
Im up these lil bitches skirts I keep them blue strips like a smurf
Choppa be beating like kongo fuck that lil bitch till she mumble
Im on your head like a drum roll close a nigga like a umbrella
She give me head while I talk to the cash lil bitch gone anything for this cash
Hope out the wraith with a choppa and smash
Im on your head for this paper Im taking shit back like sega
Connect to my plug like its cable my diamonds cut like a razor
Im in the mall and Im shopping for bags Im at the lot buying my bitch a Jag
I cant lie I don't look at no tag
Momma say I drink to much
Codeine I prefer wrap the bag with a rope Im selling bitches the coke
My money green artichoke
I hit the gas on the runway I pray to God every Sunday I don't shot this nigga Monday
Forty fold him like umbrellas draw down in a gucci sweater
Hit a nigga like Im May-weather these bitches don't know better
Diamonds yellow like lemonade sacii klan on a rampage
Balling hard like Dikembe rollie on me with a big face
She give me head while I talk to the cash these bitches do any thing for the cash
I hope in the wraith and my foot on the gas
Don't call my phone when talking to cash
We stuff them racks in a louie v bag
Walk off in Nieman we popping them tags
These lil bitty bitches not having no bag
Might change your life for the moment I got six rings like Im Kobe
Take a nigga trap cause he owe me I be so geeked up Im rolling
These nigga thank that they know me I want the money by any means
RIP gma Im living dreams I seel bitches fast like lighting Mc queen
Im in the trap in a wraith hoe mix up the pack like its rainbow
Im in the hood where you can't go
Close a nigga like a umbrella 30 on me in my gucci sweater
These bitches don't know better knock a nigga out like May-weather
Im done with the head bitch I want my cash
Fuck a big nigga lil nigga take bags
Smurf and Bigga Rankin told me relax
Neiman Marcus I be popping them tags
Call me laflare how I gucci my rag
My diamonds wet and they swim like a bass
Larry my nigga the real money bag
Forty fold him like umbrellas draw down in a gucci sweater
Hit a nigga like Im May-weather these bitches don't know better
Diamonds yellow like lemonade sacii klan on a rampage
Balling hard like Dikembe rollie on me with a big face
She give me head while I talk to the cash these bitches do any thing for the cash
I hope in the wraith and my foot on the gas
Don't call my phone when talking to cash
We stuff them racks in a louie v bag
Walk off in Nieman we popping them tags
These lil bitty bitches not having no bag
Forty fold him like umbrellas draw down in a gucci sweater
Hit a nigga like Im May-weather these bitches don't know better
Diamonds yellow like lemonade sacii klan on a rampage
Balling hard like Dikembe rollie on me with a big face
She give me head while I talk to the cash these bitches do any thing for the cash
I hope in the wraith and my foot on the gas
Don't call my phone when talking to cash
We stuff them racks in a louie v bag
Walk off in nieman we popping them tags
These lil bitty bitches not having no bag
Cup full Im on perky's James P Im like Curtis
Simpson road Im riding curtains arm n hammer cut on purpose
I got this pack here from smurf sold up three dub like a clerk
Im up these lil bitches skirts I keep them blue strips like a smurf
Choppa be beating like kongo fuck that lil bitch till she mumble
Im on your head like a drum roll close a nigga like a umbrella
She give me head while I talk to the cash lil bitch gone anything for this cash
Hope out the wraith with a choppa and smash
Im on your head for this paper Im taking shit back like sega
Connect to my plug like its cable my diamonds cut like a razor
Im in the mall and Im shopping for bags Im at the lot buying my bitch a Jag
I cant lie I don't look at no tag
Momma say I drink to much
Codeine I prefer wrap the bag with a rope Im selling bitches the coke
My money green artichoke
I hit the gas on the runway I pray to God every Sunday I don't shot this nigga Monday
Forty fold him like umbrellas draw down in a gucci sweater
Hit a nigga like Im May-weather these bitches don't know better
Diamonds yellow like lemonade sacii klan on a rampage
Balling hard like Dikembe rollie on me with a big face
She give me head while I talk to the cash these bitches do any thing for the cash
I hope in the wraith and my foot on the gas
Don't call my phone when talking to cash
We stuff them racks in a louie v bag
Walk off in Nieman we popping them tags
These lil bitty bitches not having no bag
Might change your life for the moment I got six rings like Im Kobe
Take a nigga trap cause he owe me I be so geeked up Im rolling
These nigga thank that they know me I want the money by any means
RIP gma Im living dreams I seel bitches fast like lighting Mc queen
Im in the trap in a wraith hoe mix up the pack like its rainbow
Im in the hood where you can't go
Close a nigga like a umbrella 30 on me in my gucci sweater
These bitches don't know better knock a nigga out like May-weather
Im done with the head bitch I want my cash
Fuck a big nigga lil nigga take bags
Smurf and Bigga Rankin told me relax
Neiman Marcus I be popping them tags
Call me laflare how I gucci my rag
My diamonds wet and they swim like a bass
Larry my nigga the real money bag
Forty fold him like umbrellas draw down in a gucci sweater
Hit a nigga like Im May-weather these bitches don't know better
Diamonds yellow like lemonade sacii klan on a rampage
Balling hard like Dikembe rollie on me with a big face
She give me head while I talk to the cash these bitches do any thing for the cash
I hope in the wraith and my foot on the gas
Don't call my phone when talking to cash
We stuff them racks in a louie v bag
Walk off in Nieman we popping them tags
These lil bitty bitches not having no bag