| Bricks, this shit finna kill these niggas
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| Trauma Tone
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| I just got a business loan from the bank, ain’t gotta pay it back
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| Never ever, ever keep ya laptop where you stayin' at
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| Never ever, ever keep them swipes where you layin' at
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| Took her to grab a purse for half off, her ass was crazy fat
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| Six foreign cars and I hid the number with the switch-a-roo
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| And I still got P’s, you know my trap jump like a kangaroo
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| Boy, this shit I burn right here, this shit taste like exotic fruit
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| My bitch and car they came from the same place and they exotic, too
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| My plug disappointed cause he know this white collar takin' off
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| He better shut the fuck up 'fore I have my young nigga take him off
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| And I’m on the dark web so I’m feelin' like I’m Carnage
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| The way she give me brain I swear that she must be the smartest
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| Bought me a computer and I no longer had hardship
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| Two bitches, they finna have a ménage, I’m on some Barb shit
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| The swiping, I’m doing it different, stealing from people hurt my conscience
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| I just took out seven banks last week and make some profit
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| Switch my internet every week, I’m plugged in with Comcast
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| Stuffin' my safe with green, I filled it up just like a lawn bag
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| So many chicks I can’t remember they name, I give her a name tag
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| Sent a tax return through H&R Block and 20K came back
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| Yeah
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| Her skin so smooth
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| I just can’t lose
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| She wet, no lube
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| Let me tie my Loubs
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| She upgraded her boobs
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| She sendin' me nudes
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| Resident Evil, my trap house spooky
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| Nigga burn loud, I don’t burn no hookah
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| Order me a card, hit the mall then use it
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| Smart with the shit, can’t call me stupid
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| Third row SUV, it’s roomy
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| All these items look like I’m moving
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| Had to work out a few kinks, I’m human
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| The chain on my neck make the temperature humid
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| Shawty Lo racks, I be movin' them units
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| Never had a beat from Metro, but I don’t give a fuck
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| Never had a vouch from Dre, but nigga, I’m still rich as fuck
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| On the deep web on Black Box
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| Million dollar juug, that’s cake walk
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| Wireless net like Straight Talk
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| Rims offset on my takeoff
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| Learned how to code and it paid off
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| Workin' outta town, no days off
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| Skin so soft, got P’s in my loft
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| And I ordered some drip for me and my bitch
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| Got CareCredit
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| I just made ten from the strippers
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| Hell nah, I ain’t no industry nigga
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| Bae, come here, let me lay down with ya
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| If I go to prison would you stay down with me?
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| Took her outta town and you know she swipe with me
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| Put her on the laptop, girl, start typin'
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| Deep web drip, these niggas gon' bite it
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| Every other day free racks I’m strikin'
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| I seen profile that four years old
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| On street these profile solid gold
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| I wipe these so-called street nigga nose
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| Big bottom shoes, nigga, what are those? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Resident Evil , by - Money Man. Song from the album Paranoia, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп