| You know she on the powder
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| Such a fuckin' hoe and you love her
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| The only one i love is my mother (oh)
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| Grinding to the shit with my brothers
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| Ain’t gonna chill til my bank account has at least 8 numbers (oh)
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| I don’t love no more cuz i been loving hard
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| Hoes won’t give a fuck about my broken heart
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| But if you are Bella, then i’m Pechorin
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| And i’ll let you get in my heart so deep
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| I don’t give a fuck what these niggas think
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| Even when you near i’ll act like i want cuz i’m real
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| No no i’m not talkin that i’m ideal
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| And i’ll never neglact you, just feel me
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| Saces, Fendi, suit Armani
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| Only thing they need from me is money
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| Hoes digging for gold it ain’t funny
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| I’ll share them my carrot, call me Bugs Bunny
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| Niggas hate me, cuz their bitches wanna date me (oh)
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| UFU on my pants
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| Fuck y’all niggas on my handz
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| Throwing some banz in the air
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| I don’t give a fuck about your crew, you hear?
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| Money is her power (oh)
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| She counting hours (what?)
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| You know she on the powder
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| Such a fuckin' hoe and you love her
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| The only one i love is my mother (oh)
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| Grinding to the shit with my brothers
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| Ain’t gonna chill til my bank account has at least 8 numbers (oh)
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| I don’t give a fuck about your crew, you hear?
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| I don’t give a fuck whacha you knew, you hear?
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| I’ll never be who i were
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| Never been rockin' clothes that you wore
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| Never fuckin' with hoes, whores, popping shit and overdose
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| I’m something, you’ve never seen, nigga i’m Gonzo
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| Soul straight from west coast and
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| This time on some south shit
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| Shoutout to my nigga christ conscious and flawless
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| Money is her power (oh)
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| She counting hours (what?)
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| You know she on the powder
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| Such a fuckin' hoe and you love her
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| The only one i love is my mother (oh)
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| Grinding to the shit with my brothers
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| Ain’t gonna chill til my bank account has at least 8 numbers (oh) |