| Only thing I fuckin care about is money and me
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| And I swear to god a bitch can’t get no money from me
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| And every nigga thats with me keep a gun
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| Bet not run up on us cuz we ain’t for none
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| We ain’t for none fuck nigga, we ain’t for none over here
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| We ain’t for none, we ain’t for none over here
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| We ain’t for non fuck nigga, we ain’t for none over here
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| We ain’t for none, we ain’t for none.
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| We ain’t for none
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| Lil bro blow heat for fun
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| Posted up with the L’s
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| Gotta whole lotta shells we’ll feed you some
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| And then the peoples come
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| Nigga I ain’t see none
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| We dont know no names
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| I ain’t see no gun
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| I can’t be build no case, I ain’t snitchin
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| I can see a nigga face that they bitches
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| I won’t look in thru ya eyes, you ain’t wit it
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| Thats the reason Ion pay em no attention
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| See this bezel on wrist, yea it glisten
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| If you reach ima have to do a sentence
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| Cuz my ear a couple g’s not to mention
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| It look like I took my neck to the dentist
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| All I think about is Jackson’s and Bentleys
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| All I think about is Franklins and Semis
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| And my car look like a teg with a hemi
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| And C Money got a tech with a 50
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| Now we ridin thru the opp shit
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| Red beams, Glock shit, hollows tryna drop shit
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| The police can’t stop shit
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| And lil bro gon drop a body
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| I ain’t even gon drop this. |
| GANG!
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| Only thing I care about:
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| Money, hoes, cars, clothes
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| Sike, that shit dont mean shit to me
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| And thats on Roc’s soul
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| Boy im in this shit wit my niggas
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| Give a fuck about shit, but my niggas
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| OG, Grandma, and my sister
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| And everybody that I lost to that trigga
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| Nigga I can’t die by that trigga
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| So I gotta stay behind that trigga
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| Lil Mally, he behind that trigga
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| Smith and Wesson designed that trigga!
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| And you know I gotta plan for my niggas
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| Damn right, I blow bands with my niggas
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| You can catch me all in Ninas
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| Gucci, Louie, Ferragamo I be swagged out nigga
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| Robin Jeans, I wear all that nigga
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| Still catch me in all black nigga
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| Run up on him with the mac
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| 50 hollows go BRATT
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| Catch all that nigga
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| Now im on the 8 block and we posted
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| You know lil bro still got that toasta
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| Better ride thru wit ya flag out
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| Cuz we got the mags out
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| Dont get ya car flipped over |