| Aye, That bullshit ain’t worth a motherfucker
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| And that cap ain’t nothin you understand that
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| The bankroll mafia life
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| They wouldn’t believe it if we didn’t show it to em
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| I get that money in the cold
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| I be strapped like central bowls
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| In the trenches it be cold
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| I be watching for my bros
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| Run that pack up to the ceiling
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| I’m just tryna stack a million
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| You ain’t livin like I’m livin'
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| Had a feelin' I’mma kill it
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| Thumbin' through the money gotta ticket on mecouple millions worth of diamonds
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| gotta keep it on me
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| Got your women on my neck she geekin' homie
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| Wake em' up I know these pussy niggas sleepin' on me
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| I get that money in the cold
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| I be strapped like some Girbauds
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| In the trenches it be cold
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| I be watching for my bros
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| I get that money when its cold
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| I be strapped like some Girbauds
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| In the trenches it get cold
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| I be watching for my bros
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| Hold up what you feel like
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| Give a damn nigga I’m a G nigga real life
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| I feel like it everytime
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| Got marathon money, yours on the treadmill
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| And I could pull up and day bet these hoes be amazed
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| To the point they got a man, give me head still
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| I’m getting blown with my hand on my steerin' wheel
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| Got a mind up and down like a ferris wheel
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| I swear to god aye
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| Big bankroll this the mafia life
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| Cross that line nigga stoppin' ya life
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| Steady rollin' motherfucker ain’t no stoppin' the dice
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| Bust it loose on the jet
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| Shawty had that whole, teach you to net
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| Facetime roscoe and show him the
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| My nigga boosie said we the truth
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| Ain’t cappin' to flex, yeah
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| I get that money in the cold
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| I be strapped like central bowls
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| In the trenches it be cold
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| I be watching for my bros
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| Run that pack up to the ceiling
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| I’m just tryna stack a million
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| You ain’t livin like I’m livin'
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| Had a feelin' I’mma kill it
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| Thumbin' through the money gotta ticket on me
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| Cop a million worth of diamonds gotta keep it on me
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| Got your women on my neck she geekin' homie
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| Wake em' up I know these pussy niggas sleepin' on me
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| I get that money in the cold
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| I be strapped like some Girbauds
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| In the trenches it be cold
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| I be watching for my bros
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| I’m in these cold ass trenches
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| Margiela’s on with a trench bitch
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| I put that million on my wish list
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| I’m in the streets 'til I get the shit
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| I’m in the benz with a thick bitch
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| Twenty gold rings on like slick rick
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| Twenty gold rings on at my grandma house
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| AR-15 with the biscuits
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| I get the units off, we get the units off
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| All of my niggas is havin' money
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| So you can’t tell who the boss
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| We havin' racks right now, and we havin straps right now
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| Jewelry on, aye you better pipe down
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| These bitches better not pipe down, boot up right now
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| I get that money in the cold
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| I be strapped like central bowls
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| In the trenches it be cold
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| I be watching for my bros
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| Run that pack up to the ceiling
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| I’m just tryna stack a million
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| You ain’t livin like I’m livin'
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| Had a feelin' I’mma kill it
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| Thumbin' through the money gotta ticket on me
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| Cop a million worth of diamonds gotta keep it on me
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| Got your women on my neck she geekin' homie
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| Wake em' up I know these pussy niggas sleepin' on me
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| I get that money in the cold
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| I be strapped like some Girbauds
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| In the trenches it be cold
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| I be watching for my bros |