pablo.
G class thats the entourage I roll with
Black suit and designer what we roll with
2 chops to the face yeah he folded
Dope money what world gets controlled with
Bitch I feel like I'm Pablo from medellin
I got money growing on trees but I'm blowing trees
Feel like a locksmith bitch I got a lot of keys
Make him leave his fucking body he on ketamine
Yo I got blicks in this shit
Cruising in a phantom i got sticks in this bitch
Pull up to the club make him raise his fucking pitch
Trust me homie you gon need more than one stitch
Like roll with me change yo life like a beat switch
Your life savings I just spend that on my wrist
Never know my next move just like a plot twist
If I ever get nicked get the case dismissed
Like bro I get my money sent in envelopes
White coat white wagon I'm the fucking pope
Trynna smoke with me that's a slippery slope
Turn you into powder not talking about dope
Bitch I got shooters in every country around the globe
I can get your life stolen while I'm in a robe
A little phone call you gon lose your soul
Get all that shit done for a bankroll
G class thats the entourage I roll with
Black suit and designer what we roll with
2 chops to the face yeah he folded
Dope money what world gets controlled with
Bitch I feel like I'm Pablo from medellin
I got money growing on trees but I'm blowing trees
Feel like a locksmith bitch I got a lot of keys
Make him leave his fucking body like he on ketamine
Black suit and designer what we roll with
2 chops to the face yeah he folded
Dope money what world gets controlled with
Bitch I feel like I'm Pablo from medellin
I got money growing on trees but I'm blowing trees
Feel like a locksmith bitch I got a lot of keys
Make him leave his fucking body he on ketamine
Yo I got blicks in this shit
Cruising in a phantom i got sticks in this bitch
Pull up to the club make him raise his fucking pitch
Trust me homie you gon need more than one stitch
Like roll with me change yo life like a beat switch
Your life savings I just spend that on my wrist
Never know my next move just like a plot twist
If I ever get nicked get the case dismissed
Like bro I get my money sent in envelopes
White coat white wagon I'm the fucking pope
Trynna smoke with me that's a slippery slope
Turn you into powder not talking about dope
Bitch I got shooters in every country around the globe
I can get your life stolen while I'm in a robe
A little phone call you gon lose your soul
Get all that shit done for a bankroll
G class thats the entourage I roll with
Black suit and designer what we roll with
2 chops to the face yeah he folded
Dope money what world gets controlled with
Bitch I feel like I'm Pablo from medellin
I got money growing on trees but I'm blowing trees
Feel like a locksmith bitch I got a lot of keys
Make him leave his fucking body like he on ketamine
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