| I’m just tryna get my paper bruv
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| I’m not sure about this other shit
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| Straight money shit
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| Fuck your bitch too
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| We makin' money everyday
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| These busters hatin' in everyway
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| I’m old skool like the 28th
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| My chain be fillin' heavy weight
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| I’m real, don’t need to demonstrate
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| I like my dunch and ventilate
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| These niggas moving hella fake
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| With me that shit don’t resonate
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| In western catch me splashing out
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| I’m tryna do a hatton style
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| I love my chain, I’m black and proud
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| My fans see me and gather around
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| These bitches wanna hav my kits
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| When I’m on stage they flash thir tits
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| I’m lost for choice but have to pick
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| Bring all the groupies back and hit
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| I’ve gotten 20 mattresses
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| Then got me 20 bad bitches
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| Been dicking down them actresses
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| In private complex actresses
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| And fucking with you amateurs
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| You gassed up like some canisters
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| I’m killin' with no managers
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| But manage couple managers
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| I’m back now with a new approach
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| I’ll start by giving you the smoke
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| Don’t make go and do the most
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| I’m rollin' with the shooters bro
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| I’ll turn the human to a ghost, and any other goons
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| It’s console, quests do them roll
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| Your from the street, you need a coke
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| We makin' money everyday
|
| These busters hatin' in everyway
|
| I’m old skool like the 28th
|
| My chain be fillin' heavy weight
|
| I’m real, don’t need to demonstrate
|
| I like my dunch and ventilate
|
| These niggas moving hella fake
|
| With me that shit don’t resonate
|
| In western catch me splashing out
|
| I’m tryna do a hatton style
|
| I love my chain, I’m black and proud
|
| My fans see me and gather around
|
| These bitches wanna have my kits
|
| When I’m on stage they flash their tits
|
| I’m lost for choice but have to pick
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| Bring all the groupies back and hit
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| Bring all the groupies back and hit |