Fifty Contacts

Got like fifty different contacts, I'm trying to get this pack gone
And when I die, put twenty naked bitches on my headstone
I tell the gang, "let's talk in person, I can't say this through no cellphone"
I heard they caught 'em by surprise, yeah I heard they left 'em mind blown
Left my last bitch for a new bitch, some badder
I be on them natural bitches, can't do no plastic
If I push this button, you gon' see who shoot the fastest
I just send a word and get 'em gone, this shit like magic (just like magic, yeah)
You got deposits on your head right?
Young nigga need some money too, he trying to catch you at that red light, whoa
And I'm so high, can't even stand right
Steppers all in my circle, 'bout respect, you better act right (act right)

I keep the steppers right beside
If you reach, then Imma' teach, I'm quick as fuck to up that fire
Told my bitch I'm on this music shit, can't give you all my time
So I put her to the side, 'cause I got money I'm on my mind
I said yeah, we quick as fuck to go and step on shit
All I see is red when I be stepping, that's that murder shit
Murder, murder, murder, I got murder on my mind
I done been through hella' shit, and I'm so glad I'm still alive

Got like fifty different contacts, I'm trying to get this pack gone
And when I die, put twenty naked bitches on my headstone
I tell the gang, "let's talk in person, I can't say this through no cellphone"
I heard they caught 'em by surprise, yeah I heard they left 'em mind blown
Left my last bitch for a new bitch, some badder
I be on them natural bitches, can't do no plastic
If I push this button, you gon' see who shoot the fastest
I just send a word and get 'em gone, this shit like magic (just like magic, yeah)
You got deposits on your head right?
Young nigga need some money too, he trying to catch you at that red light, whoa
Whoa
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Writer(s): Trap Pablo
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