ETCETERA!

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We came with mops yuh kinda feel like the janitor
Ain hitting no blocks yuh cause we know he ain man enough
All this money I got still can't get enough
Know I'm sick in the heart they ain Ill as us
Like a bar give em shots we gone fill em up
Feel like pac when I'm mad I might hit em up
They say ima cheat code
No she running back kinda feel like marshawn bitch I'm going beast mode
I ain playing no games they say Im insane say I needa reload
And if I was giannis still taking my time he get hit from the free throw
Up the score I don't wanna be equal
Stitch em up now he hanging with lilo

I'm going in right back at it again hoes wanna fuck smn
Know she a freak told her bring a friend
If you don't then you cannot get in
We get em gone don't do no patron but you better pick up yo mans
Made a band just to blow like the wind blow a bag just to do it again
Told em give me space just like a astronaut want a feat i'm taxing now
Designer head to toe that's on my zoe bitch I be cashing out
Suffocate this money in my jeans ima mad man
Told her I could neva go do right cause I'ma bad man
I got way too much money etcetera if a nigga run down we gone wet em up
Like it was summer
Told me my music was raw fuck all the critics it ain no need for a condom
I that lil nigga who trapped out apartments
I'm not from houston but I keep rocket woah
Want me to fall it ain autumn woah
Want me to leave it ain autumn go

We came with mops yuh kinda feel like the janitor
Ain hitting no blocks yuh cause we know he ain man enough
All this money I got still can't get enough
Know I'm sick in the heart they ain Ill as us
Like a bar give em shots we gone fill em up
Feel like pac when I'm mad I might hit em up
They say ima cheat code
No she running back kinda feel like marshawn bitch I'm going beast mode
I ain playing no games they say Im insane say I needa reload
And if I was giannis still taking my time he get hit from the free throw
Up the score I don't wanna be equal
Stitch em up now he hanging with lilo
I got way too much money etcetera if a nigga run down we gone wet em up
Like it was summer
Told me my music was raw fuck all the critics it ain no need for a condom
I that lil nigga who trapped out apartments
I'm not from houston but I keep rocket woah
Want me to fall it ain autumn woah
Want me to leave it ain autumn go

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