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All I want to do is get this cash up
Put all my plays in a black book
Two bricks of the month bitch
I'm grinding and Cooling
Got so much gear
I don't know what to do with
Lil bitch mad
Cuz I'm talkin and the shoe fit
Big bankroll
From this package we moving
Bands on Deck
Nigga soldiers on Deck
Chopper with that aim
Sneak dissing on the gang
Everything stay the same
Put that on the gang
Lil bitch got a ass
Imma tear it out the frame
All I know is hunnid
I could never ever change
If you see her in the whip
Know she gave Brains Up
Niggas playing baseball
Look for The Change-Up
Wearing white tees
Run up I paint ya
You are wild Nigga
You be playing with Danger
If you ain't talkin money
I don't know who's lamer
Yo bitch or pockets
They like you applying pressure blue Why won't you stop it
Bag in Nigga
Why ain't you coppin
Watch out for coppers
Bananas and choppers
Yea... yea
Boi put em in the mix
Looking at this pot like
How much can i fit
Looking at these pros like
How much can i get
She my new bitch
Till she let me hit
Aint nothing but twenties in this roll
Fuck a C note
In the winter time
Rock jays and a pea coat
Bitch say she love you
Same time she evil
Bitch be clear like the baggies
Is see through
Just cause he winning
Dont mean that they beat you
Bitch
Ahy
Got the zapper on the side
Like im earth worm jim
Making plays on the side
Bitch i stay workin
This nigga is a bitch
Bumped em on purpose
You aint the only one who gotem
Bitch my guns working
They tryed to give bro seven
But we ant worried
Popped up on him in a mask bitch
Im jim carry
Got them shooters on my team
No steph curry
And im pullin up
And leaving
In a fucking hurry
And im lieing to the judge
And i say fuck the jury



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