Intro Fuckin Duction

Yessir
Dumbass niggas
264 shit
These ain't nun but like
30 jacks, I mean, Shit
How much that nigga at
The turn in say he want?
1000 a piece?
Shit, come on we on the way
RIP the Bully nigga
Bo man just touched down
And we just made 100-thou nigga
(Laughing)
Shit
(We gon get his ass)

(We gon get his ass)

(We gon get his ass)

(We gon get his ass)

How the fuck I make 10 thousand
In less than 10 hours
Im at the crib
Can show you how to touch 10
Up off a browser
Got cheat sheets and I just solved
Like 10 problems
They like how you get this piece to hit
For only 10 dollars
It's bnb's now
Used to pipe her down at the Hampton Inn
Ain't say a word, it's like the custos
Just know when the bag is in
Came up so fast niggas thought
That I was trafficking
He ain't tryna do no work
Bro don't bring em to the trap again
Brody throwing up 4-1 up on the 6
We taking trips
Rip the bully
We make niggas switch whips
The scams dead then it's time to grab a script
Ain't finna miss he pulled up scoring
And he pulled up from the bench
3 am that pape drop I'm up all night
You on the gram flashing cheap jewelry
That bitch need some mo light
Had a bin for the Kenzos but now it's Off White
I got 10 for Lul Tim tho if he can get the opps
In one night
Hands sore from counting up
And bagging eighthies
Discounted unc but taxed
The white boy cuz he was racist
Should've caught that deal yesterday
Now he mad because I raised it
Should've even came these ways
Now I'm mad he couldn't pay me
So many punches dc'd
But ain't no losses
Ain't never bought one
But I den upped my gross pay
Off them embossers
He say he ready for that sto
But now he nauseous
He woulda thought
This shit was green
Ain't do shit but bring Austin



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