(Cash Made It) Ha From this point on, man, don´t call me Babyface, nigga, call me Face Mob, you know what I´m sayin´? Shit like the mafia (Trill niggas) Niggas know who the fuck we are, who they can´t fuck with These bitches know the truth (Holler at me) We comin´ through like the Mafia, Army, you heard? (You heard?) Yeah (Yeah)
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The money ain´t shit to a nigga like me Supreme white lows, Supreme white tee ???[0:55] on the crib, iced tea I´m a rich junkie, you got a pint clean? Girl, your ex man, next man nothin´ like me Walk in the club, make a movie, word to Spike Lee You can never be, niggas rappin´ on my type beats (What?) Have you ever seen a hundred G´s in some tight jeans? Motor growling, let me in, let me hold the liner On an island, silk shirt and it´s new Gabbana
Money, power, I´m a prowler, wanna fuck a stylist Got her topless while I´m vibin´, I´m just in here rhymin´ I´m just in here coolin´ Playin´ stupid on these niggas, I know what I´m doin´ Niggas ain´t really down, they just with the movement Nigga say he gettin´ money, nigga, where your jewels at? Certified, I ain´t gotta prove it (Gucci down) Gucci down, but my bitch in Pucci (Gucci down) Forgiats, what the fuck is Rucci? (Forgiats) A thousand beans stuffed in her
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