| Money comin' in, can’t complain
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| Gotta make sure all my business steady right, what you wishin' for?
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| Hop up on this dick, you slore
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| Top up on the kitchen floor, all the tables dirty from that res' on the quarter
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| pie
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| Roll ya eyes at me lil' girl, I’m a rock ya lil' world, cop that pref
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| «Can ya dick me on ya wishes"she want lots of hugs and kisses
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| She forgot to tuck the biscuits, tried to tell her it’s her fault
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| Fuckin' broad gave me her income tax, I’ll push out and then come stacks
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| I’ll pull out and then come back, niggaz just love my style
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| I’m a beast, just with this rappin' shit, he gon' run up and clap him quick
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| He gon' make me slap the bitch, grab the shit, certified with my stamp
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| Like, «Quarantine? |
| Yeah, that’s the shit»
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| Make 'em see the difference in my game, gotta make that new transition
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| Got these niggaz, they so envious, Benzy’s, he’s the stingiest
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| Give my booger zilch, warm me up, go get the quilt
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| Got whitey like that 5th of milk
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| Get the silk Louie or that Gucci hat, baby either, or
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| I got cake, independent, I don’t need these whores
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| Got me on the line, gotta make the two, pressure on my back
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| I ain’t stoppin' kuz I go so hard, speed up kuz they know the car
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| Creep up kuz they know it’s hard, cross my heart, hope to die
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| Woozy from that Grand Cru, movie, all the mans whoo
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| Nigga fuck you worried 'bout my gram dukes
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| Pockets, two lumps like a camel, animal, oww
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| Ooh la laaaaa
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| Thanks for bringin' it back, nigga this is that gangsta shit
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| Ooh la laaaaa
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| And when there’s beef we run and go get them tankers quick
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| Ooh la laaaaa
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| I don’t care what they say, nigga I’m Gain Greene for life
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| Ooh la laaaaa
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| You better watch yo' money nigga, we want your life |