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Ridin' 'round with like thirty racks This ain't dirty cash in the whip (whip) T-t-thirty cash, it's legit Got thirty racks on my wrist Want a verse from man? Want a discount? That's like thirty Yo, jump in the 4.5 and fill it up Pull up, hop out and bill it up Boy try test but the prick weren't big enough Man won't dip him, I'll dig him up Man throw shade cah he just ain't sick as us Man won't diss him, I'll big him up All the hate in the air is killin' us Pissed cah they can't get rid of us Two twin-pipes at the rear of the whip Hear it when I'm steerin' the bitch Four shots down, gone 'til next year and in a bit Them man can't come near to the kid Oi, listen up, hear what it is It's a myth, I ain't hearin' your shit Jump on a jet 'cause my head needs clearin' a bit No work, I'm here for the trip Somethin' smelly in the Virgil pouch Fuck the fed, it's a personal ounce Too much loud, hear you tellin' me to turn it down When your gal wan' turn it 'round Oh, you're hurtin' now 'Cause your bridge with your bitch is burning down I come skrrrtin' 'round With a big bag of L's, let me serve 'em out Ridin' 'round with like thirty racks This ain't dirty cash in the whip Ridin' 'round with like thirty racks This ain't dirty cash, it's legit Paid the price, ain't no turnin' back I've got thirty racks on my wrist Want a verse from man? Want a discount? That's like thirty racks 'cause I'm lit (lit) Rip it to bits Listen, I'm sick of the shit Whip out the clip of the stick If I fill it with lyrics, I'm splittin' your wig Wicked and big in the bitch Trippin' if you think you're spinnin' the kid Got all of your missuses lickin' their lips Just look at the flick of the wrist Truth be told, I'm through with hoes No more movin' loose when it's cooch involved Got no time to lose, bill a zute and roll Step out the black coupe with a cutie doll New you, but the news is old I step through on froze, super cold Three, two, one, pick quick, move and go Fuck big drip, bro, I'm super soaked Stay lit but remain composed Got my business right and my mind in place Made all my moves and stayed in my zone Now tell me, who's got the shine like Aitch? My cards got dealt and I played 'em right I was barrin' day 'til night Puttin' in work with the cake in mind If I didn't have none, I'd be makin' time Ridin' 'round with like thirty racks This ain't dirty cash in the whip Ridin' 'round with like thirty racks This ain't dirty cash, it's legit Paid the price, ain't no turnin' back I've got thirty racks on my wrist Want a verse from man? Want a discount? That's like thirty racks 'cause I'm lit (lit) Boom