Solitaire
She don't give a fuck
If its molly or weed
You know she with us
I make money while sleeping
And its still not enough
I be gone for the weekend
Then come back when its done
The shit i smoke on have niggas collapse
I get high just like this before I land
That nigga don't want smoke like he got cancer
That nigga don't want smoke
He a bitch
I be stacking my funds stack a tonne
I been married to the money we in love
I put ricks on my bitch she the one
Baby don't listen to me its the drugs
I been have this on repeat not enough
They been always on my dick spreading false
Information on the streets who do I trust
I'm tryna geek hard like Robin and Lily
Shut the fuck up it ain't none to do with me
Them other rappers I cant help but show pity
If only you knew what happened in my city
If only you knew ain't talking Dutchavelli
My niggas know what to do we ain't stressing
Pay em no mind still don't get the obsession
From the outside looking in
Im still wondering
How the fuck you ain't tell
This shit a joke to me
Call me Chappelle
I been smoking on keef
Its how i prepare
Homie better play his cards right not solitaire
Keep a tab on niggas
I'm just aware
Said you loved me baby
Say that you swear
I put shrooms all in my cereal think you can tell
I could see the bullshit through my peripheral
I just played your game now bitch just be for real
Niggas talk to much they don't keep their lip sealed
Keep my shit to myself cos they not sincere
Ha bitch got the last laugh like I'm Key and Peele
I just don't give a fuck
If its not you its us
Trust me ain't in a rush
Flow like a stream Adin Ross
I'm the shit I don't need your applause
Heart went cold is it time to defrost
They been biting my style like Lacoste
This shit just don't sit right with me
They tried to pick a fight with me
This shit just don't sit right with me
Fill that boy up with this gasoline
She don't give a fuck
If its molly or weed
You know she with us
I make money while sleeping
And its still not enough
I be gone for the weekend
Then come back when its done
The shit i smoke on have niggas collapse
I get high just like this before I land
That nigga don't want smoke like he got cancer
That nigga don't want smoke
He a bitch
I be stacking my funds stack a tonne
I been married to the money we in love
I put ricks on my bitch she the one
If its molly or weed
You know she with us
I make money while sleeping
And its still not enough
I be gone for the weekend
Then come back when its done
The shit i smoke on have niggas collapse
I get high just like this before I land
That nigga don't want smoke like he got cancer
That nigga don't want smoke
He a bitch
I be stacking my funds stack a tonne
I been married to the money we in love
I put ricks on my bitch she the one
Baby don't listen to me its the drugs
I been have this on repeat not enough
They been always on my dick spreading false
Information on the streets who do I trust
I'm tryna geek hard like Robin and Lily
Shut the fuck up it ain't none to do with me
Them other rappers I cant help but show pity
If only you knew what happened in my city
If only you knew ain't talking Dutchavelli
My niggas know what to do we ain't stressing
Pay em no mind still don't get the obsession
From the outside looking in
Im still wondering
How the fuck you ain't tell
This shit a joke to me
Call me Chappelle
I been smoking on keef
Its how i prepare
Homie better play his cards right not solitaire
Keep a tab on niggas
I'm just aware
Said you loved me baby
Say that you swear
I put shrooms all in my cereal think you can tell
I could see the bullshit through my peripheral
I just played your game now bitch just be for real
Niggas talk to much they don't keep their lip sealed
Keep my shit to myself cos they not sincere
Ha bitch got the last laugh like I'm Key and Peele
I just don't give a fuck
If its not you its us
Trust me ain't in a rush
Flow like a stream Adin Ross
I'm the shit I don't need your applause
Heart went cold is it time to defrost
They been biting my style like Lacoste
This shit just don't sit right with me
They tried to pick a fight with me
This shit just don't sit right with me
Fill that boy up with this gasoline
She don't give a fuck
If its molly or weed
You know she with us
I make money while sleeping
And its still not enough
I be gone for the weekend
Then come back when its done
The shit i smoke on have niggas collapse
I get high just like this before I land
That nigga don't want smoke like he got cancer
That nigga don't want smoke
He a bitch
I be stacking my funds stack a tonne
I been married to the money we in love
I put ricks on my bitch she the one
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