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If you need ammy from pens to bricks in weed baggies Rap fans mad at me but the feens happy Told my nigga come quick, the packs are fluff I swear this Os won't fit in your plastic cup And then she came through the base, then I backed it up Me & Bunz soon come through in matching trucks Skrapz's last show, he had a convoy of 20 whips You was moving like you hate stairs tryna get a lift Bopping down the wing like I ain't fuckin' with the gym Tt Greece Tell your man holla for a ting Should seen the way he was on me to take my pinky you'd think He's tryna rob me for my ring A nigga put a finger on me then his mum's Dead New Strap Came With Two Bodies On It Like A Bunk Bed Used to watch Cow & Chicken, now I'm flippin Pyrex powder whipping, got it while I'm spitting tell me how I'm slipping This ain't no game, this ain't like The Sims I'm hot, so I got to change up my lyca Sims In the bath, soap bars saying Gucci In my yard, getting a massage from a groupie Watching Paid In Full, but it's half of the movie Turn it off when Rico starts getting bookie
You got 14 bricks right there? Who's you off... A? Yeah man. But Look B, once we get my little brother man we right the fuck back on naby. We right the fuck back on when I get Sonny. It's gonna Be bus
Then it's back to the bits I got keys to whip Stupid little bitch try key my whip
Ey! Ey! Ey! Ey! Don't rub on that, you blot that! Ya understand? That's Alpaca. That's $25, 000 Alpaca! You blot that shit! You don't rub it, put the club soda on there Simple Simon-ass motherfuckers Listen, from now on, don't nobody talk to me directly! You understand? You got business with me, you talk to Huey!
It might just look like me & Pebz are just sittin' here But every time my phone rings, I'm closer to a millionaire Told my nigga: "don't borrow out his pedal bike. " I lose weight every time that I sell you light They saying Prezzy broke like my rollie fell Connect drops me boxes, we don't own a scale Couple chicks, I could wife a few hoes as well Bitch lost her mind If she thinks she's my only girl They saying I'm materialistic Like I wasn't dropping lewels, but clearly they missed It Feds on to me I had to move base You say you fly birds, but your stacks thinner than a shoe lace
I built a counchline, getting extra bread So how can trapping be dead, like what Section said? Money underneath the mattress when I rest my head So I'm sleeping on P like I wet the bed
Compositores: Courtney Leon Freckleton, Frank Yamoah ECAD: Obra #30450442