| I’ma make money fast
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| Balmain’s on my ass
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| Dump a nigga like ash
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| I’m the best he never had
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| I’m a real street bitch
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| I don’t like checks bitch, I want cash
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| On any nigga I spazz
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| On any bitch I spazz
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| Put a foreign on smash
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| Ride it 'til it’s no gas
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| Flame a blunt and won’t pass
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| See through niggas like glass
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| Skipping cities and the gang with me
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| We been doing numbers like math
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| On any nigga I spazz
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| On any bitch I spazz
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| Spend a feature on Balenciagas
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| Then I put the rest up in the stash
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| Through the city, probably doing fifty
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| But I got two-hundred on the dash
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| Ask a nigga, do he got milk?
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| Cause I left him with a cum-stache
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| Hit the BM went to Jupiter
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| Bitches only getting stupider
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| Keep a nigga with the Ruger tucked
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| All this switchin', don’t know who to trust
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| They get money, this ain’t new to us
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| Run it up, run it up, run it up
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| I’m coming and I gotta put money up
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| Thumbin', I run through them C-Notes
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| Broke nigga, we don’t speak your lingo
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| Walking in my new Valentinos
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| I come through the back, with my niggas intact
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| And we dressed in all black like we emo
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| Flame up, we get high like a hero
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| Got money, we don’t give a fuck if it’s legal
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| I might call your number like bingo
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| If you cash me out like casinos
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| Won’t get in my feelings and he know
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| Could never play me cause I’m single
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| I’ma make money fast
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| Balmain’s on my ass
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| Dump a nigga like ash
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| I’m the best he never had
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| I’m a real street bitch
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| I don’t like checks bitch, I want cash
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| On any nigga I spazz
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| On any bitch I spazz
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| Put a foreign on smash
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| Ride it 'til it’s no gas
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| Flame a blunt and won’t pass
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| See through niggas like glass
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| Skipping cities and the gang with me
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| We been doing numbers like math
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| On any nigga I spazz
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| On any bitch I spazz
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| Wake up in the morning
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| Only thing I’m thinkin' 'bout is how to get richer
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| Took your nigga to the spot, he saw a bag of money, he thought I was a stripper
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| Ever since I could remember I been balling like I’m really at the dipper
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| Shawty used to talk shit now she want a pic to put up on her Twitter
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| Treat a nigga like a treat, call him when I need a fix
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| I’m in the gang getting tit, I was broke, now I’m lit
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| Hop in the whip and pull up on the curb
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| If he on foot he get hit with the curve
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| All of my niggas is strapped like the Purge
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| Pick up a check at the mall and I splurge
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| Might not let a nigga hit but if he getting pension, I let 'em lick it
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| If I gotta make the call, we gonna' set it off, nigga, Jada Pinkett
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| Cellphone steady ringing, if I ain’t the money callin' I’ma miss it
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| Diamonds on me and they wicked, I can’t stop, I need a ticket
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| I’ma make money fast
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| Balmain’s on my ass
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| Dump a nigga like ash
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| I’m the best he never had
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| I’m a real street bitch
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| I don’t like checks bitch, I want cash
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| On any nigga I spazz
|
| On any bitch I spazz
|
| Put a foreign on smash
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| Ride it 'til it’s no gas
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| Flame a blunt and won’t pass
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| See through niggas like glass
|
| Skipping cities and the gang with me
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| We been doing numbers like math
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| On any nigga I spazz
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| On any bitch I spazz |