S*xmoneydrugs
I told my bro go ahead roll me up
Niggas be made cause of how far I made
it don't know that this shit just been slowly up
Bank account overflowing got hella bucks
Tryna rock with the gang you not real enough
Niggas think they really close to our level
don't how that they think they be seeing us
I'm in all black with my Fit it get serious
Hoes on my dick all the time I cannot hear
I'm to high they like man cmon Ich
You not hearing us
Whip automatic can't drive that bitch
Steering us
Passing new levels all day I be clearing it
Bro put a xan in his drink tryna pass me
That bitch I told bro gotta chill
I'm not drinking it
Man with the plan don't know how y'all be winging it
She think I'm drake with these notes I'm not singing it
She wanna fuck like a Cuban I'm linking it
Ain't choxose his bitch he just mad she was picking it
She on my dick all the time she be sinking in
Cant be my girl tryna see what you
Bringing
Brodie to high he just tweaking
These Niggas stomach be empty they
really don't eat how we eating
Really to high I'm not speaking
Nigga say he know better then do better
She keep asking for shit told her two letters
Life a game play this shit like a game a checkers
Been that nigga since I was just rocking sketchers
Mix the xan with the juice I don't need a blender
On the rebound I snag her like ima center
I'm not nice told that girl that I'm not a lender
I be high everyday thought it was November
Niggas be made cause of how far I made
it don't know that this shit just been slowly up
Bank account overflowing got hella bucks
Tryna rock with the gang you not real enough
Niggas think they really close to our level
don't how that they think they be seeing us
I'm in all black with my Fit it get serious
Hoes on my dick all the time I cannot hear
I'm to high they like man cmon Ich
You not hearing us
Whip automatic can't drive that bitch
Steering us
Passing new levels all day I be clearing it
Bro put a xan in his drink tryna pass me
That bitch I told bro gotta chill
I'm not drinking it
Man with the plan don't know how y'all be winging it
She think I'm drake with these notes I'm not singing it
She wanna fuck like a Cuban I'm linking it
Ain't choxose his bitch he just mad she was picking it
She on my dick all the time she be sinking in
Cant be my girl tryna see what you
Bringing
Brodie to high he just tweaking
These Niggas stomach be empty they
really don't eat how we eating
Really to high I'm not speaking
Nigga say he know better then do better
She keep asking for shit told her two letters
Life a game play this shit like a game a checkers
Been that nigga since I was just rocking sketchers
Mix the xan with the juice I don't need a blender
On the rebound I snag her like ima center
I'm not nice told that girl that I'm not a lender
I be high everyday thought it was November
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