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Artiste : Money Man
Titre : Confused
The high that I got got me feeling confused
Eating food that is THC infused
Oh he tough, pull out the switch on lil´ dude
I need a bitch who agrees with my views
What´s your favorite strain, there´s just too many to choose

He meet death if he ever switch up on the crew
Nigga play with my name then I´m losin´ a screw
Got a hunnid pack in one day I done ran through
Got 100K I done spent all on some shoes
What´s your addy, I pull up and bring ´em to you
I got hoes in the hangout who lovin´ the kid
I got P´s in containers that come on the rig
I got Glocks that is focused on binary triggers
I got a profile and I´m finna primary it
She love when I rap, yeah, she love when I spit
She come to the crib she gon´ fuck off the rip

When he come get a pack, he gon´ crop out the rest
Served him, look everyone it was over a zip
Like Pilates you know that I´m stretchin´ her hips
For the Circle you know that I´d jump off a cliff, for real

All my bitches get spoiled with Tiffany gifts
´Cause I know they gon´ ride for aboss like a Lyft
If I ever get crossed, I´ma split someone´s shit
And I feel like Mahomes´cause a P gon´ get flicked
I be clearin´ accounts, I be wipin´ ´em out
Too many growers, don´t know ´bout a drought
Niggas thought it was over, but this shit is global
They know I´m the mogul, I´m burnin´ on soju
Got a grower in New York on the rooftop
I got too many rats for a shoebox
I got LED lights for the ambience
She gon´ make that ass clap like an audience
I like takin´ my guns apart, bravery, I got a purple heart
she cannot help it, she rippin´ my shirt apart

Crib dispensary they comin´ with shopping carts
Hustlin´ went crazy, that shit is body art
These niggas tuned in, they know I´m the biggest shark
Niggas can´t hustle and that is the saddest part
They know when I drop, I´m finna tear off the charts
I´m havin´ treats niggas I´m servin´ it for sport

The high that I got got me feeling confused
Eating food that is THC infused
Oh he tough, pull out the switch on lil´ dude
I need a bitch who agrees with my views
What´s your favorite strain, there´s just too many to choose
He meet death if he ever switch up on the crew
Nigga play with my name then I´m losin´ a screw
Got a hunnid pack in one day I done ran through

Got 100K I done spent all on some shoes
What´s your addy, I pull up and bring ´em to you
I got hoes in the hangout who lovin´ the kid
I got P´s in containers that come on the rig
I got Glocks that is focused on binary triggers
I got a profile and I´m finna primary it
She love when I rap, yeah, she love when I spit
She come to the crib she gon´ fuck off the rip