| Ayy where you get that beat from? |
| Mooktoven
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| Know what I’m sayin'
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| Ooh, it’s Money Mook on the beat
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| Came from the motherfuckin' gutter
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| And I’m slowly climbin' to the top, you know
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| I ain’t lookin' down, I ain’t worried 'bout fallin'
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| Yeah, turn up slimeball
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| Yeah, know the drip can’t die
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| I had to sacrifice
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| Yeah I’m tired of these lies
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| See nothin' but them dollar signs, yeah
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| See nothin' but them dollar signs
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| Now I got 'em like mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh-mmh, drip
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| Mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh-mmh
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| See nothin' but them dollar signs
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| See nothin' but them dollar signs
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| (Turn up slimeball), yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| Yeah, you know that I’m poppin', you know that I’m rockin'
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| I get in that pussy, I beat it like Rocky
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| So what is you sayin' ho, I got bands ho
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| And my bitch bad too, she got bands ho
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| So what is you sayin' bro?
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| I came from the bottom, with my partner Cole
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| Came from the bottom, you know I love you
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| Never put no one above you
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| And we got these bitches all in a huddle
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| Tayshon and Rudy, I wish I could hug you
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| Yeah, you better dig that
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| In them trap spots, you know we did that
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| I don’t rap beef, I’ll kill that
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| S-L-I-M-E, you know I’m slatt slatt, slatt
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| Yeah, know the drip can’t die
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| I had to sacrifice
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| Yeah I’m tired of these lies
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| See nothin' but them dollar signs, yeah
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| See nothin' but them dollar signs
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| Now I got 'em like mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh-mmh, drip
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| Mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh-mmh
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| See nothin' but them dollar signs
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| See nothin' but them dollar signs
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| (Turn up slimeball), yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| Put your hands up, make 'em stand up
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| If we can’t catch you we hit your mans up
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| Slime reckless in the city, they tryna ban us
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| Bitch I’m ballin', triple double stats, should’ve played for Kansas
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| I knew these niggas wasn’t with it
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| I knew these bitches wasn’t with me
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| And I give it all I got
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| I’ma gon' ball on out
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| I’m gon' ball, Prescott
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| Yeah I ain’t never dressed out
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| Heard y’all niggas callin' fouls, you dig? |
| (Keed talk to 'em)
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| Yeah, I ain’t even trippin', know what I’m sayin'
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| I hold my own, know what I’m sayin'
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| Put my dogs on, know what I’m sayin'
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| Go from perc to a xan
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| This my year, know what I’m sayin'
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| This my year, know what I’m sayin'
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| I shoot with my peers, know what I’m sayin', you dig?
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| Yeah, know the drip can’t die
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| I had to sacrifice
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| Yeah I’m tired of these lies
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| See nothin' but them dollar signs, yeah
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| See nothin' but them dollar signs
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| Now I got 'em like mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh-mmh, drip
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| Mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh-mmh
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| See nothin' but them dollar signs
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| See nothin' but them dollar signs
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah |