PEEP

I go make that dough I go I spend it make it back
If I saved my cash I'd probably have like 80 racks
Damn I turn up too much bruh I need to take a nap
Baby I could take you there but you won't make it back
Ain't nobody fucking with me fucking with my clique
I pity my haters wish you nothing but the best
Stunting on the old me you just stunting on your ex
Homie you just stressed smoke some stress

Used to be a hater made some paper leveled up
I am not the plug but my plug got some better drugs than you
They only know who I am but they don't know what's up
Yeah I changed the name I ain't the same still it ain't nothing new
Shawty throw it back shawty faded off the 'gnac
Shawty acting brazy she gone make me act up
Shawty a whole snack I'm trying to throw a fat grub
Thought I fell in love it was really just the drugs

I go make that dough I go I spend it make it back
If I saved my cash I'd probably have like 80 racks
Damn I turn up too much bruh I need to take a nap
Baby I could take you there but you won't make it back



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Writer(s): Jordan Gutierrez
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