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I just pop my last one so split that
Don't know where we going
Roll that Za like it's some sushi
A rental car but I'm still blowin
Count that money with my niggas
I throw it in the bag cuh I can't fold it
These boys clique up & they bitched up
I be gettin racked up while they act up

Nigga can't slow it down baby
I ain't saving lean imma pour down it baby
Getting money got enough to go around ainna
Could've been a oak tree acting real shady
I got old hundreds from the 90s & 80s
Still got blue hundreds from 2015
Pockets just was touching now I'm doing big things
Took her from a bird hoe and spread the bitch wings
You ain't getting chicken bih ya barely get wings
Ion pay fa pussy hoe I only fuck free
Ion need a jigga cuh I never get sleep
They on a nigga top cuh I'm in his bitch cheeks
They Thought that I was lying but I kept my old receipts
And these niggas be police so ion wanna beef
Don't wanna keep it in the streets
Think real niggas too unique
Jit be walkin round wit fie he ain't neva even blew
Overnight shipping from Houston gotta nigga sippin screw

I just pop my last one so split that
Don't know where we going
Roll that Za like it's some sushi
A rental car but I'm still blowin
Count that money with my niggas
I throw it in the bag cuh I can't fold it
These boys clique up & they bitched up
I be gettin racked up while they act up

Nigga can't slowing down baby
Meet at the trap yeah it's goin down baby
Niggas wit bap, all we smoking all we roll is gas baby
Ezzy got the pack we goin blow a pound baby
Ruger Tec Glock choppa and a 380
I ain't Youngboy but I was a 38 baby
SS Blvd was my latest and my greatest
I be Lacing niggas up for free and ion even know why
I let Dukebro grow the pack for me I feel like I can fly

Nigga can't slow it down baby
I ain't saving lean imma pour down it baby
Getting money got enough to go around ainna
Could've been a oak tree acting real shady



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Writer(s): Eric Smith
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