In the barrel, look like a Cambell's soup canīanana clips in the closet like a fruit stand (HAHA) It will open up a nigga like some candy (BOOM) Kilogram flow, that's the shit I dont writeĪll these fucking games, that's the shit I don't play I have them bitches runnin', when the pipe comeįake ass niggas that's a shit I don't like I pull up in that Porsche, they like "Damn, son!"Īll these bitches on me, I won't wife none I'mma drop the top when I buy me a fast car Got money for a verse, send it through money gram Who gives a fuck, we don't care bout nothin' Fam! Rob him for his taxes if he's a son of Sam Smoking on this loud, call it the stinky pack (dope)Ĭount so much money that my fingers crampĪll my niggas Wildin' we don't give a damn (loony)Īsk your main bitch she know who I am (Sosa Baby) Spend them stacks, spend them stacks and get it back (Fucker)ġ00 thous all hundreds understand me(understand me) That bitch say that she don't understand me.
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