Man, what you chargin´ for this shit right here, man? Alright, alright, yeah, give me all hundred of them motherfuckers, man Yeah, them motherfuckers look good, they got purple on ´em and shit, they indo, right?
Yeah, alright, go ´head, load ´em up
Count up the hundreds while lookin´ at Hulu Heard your lil´ project, that shit there was doo-doo Havin´ this paper, you know I got beaucoup Ridin´ with Ry, he gon´ shoot if I tell him My vibe is submissive, she do what I tell her I hang with the gang, yeah, I hang with the felons I´m tryna be stealthy, encrypted my browser I´m gifted with words, so I´m usin´ my talent My girl like to argue, I don´t pay attention I told her to shut up and bought some Givenchy My daughter so sweet, I just bought her a Frenchie I live by the code, I ain´t talkin´ Da Vinci My son only two and I got him in Fendi ´fits
We never start it, but you know we ended it I´m who they wanna be, I´m really livin´ it I´m in Hermes and this shit right here limited Oh, she a Scorpio? I know she freakin´ it We need a dolly to bring all this reefer in Pull out the shotgun and take off a nigga limb We show no mercy for no motherfuckin´ men If he not Circle, then I cannot vouch for him I need a driver ´cause I got a route for him Beef, man, the youngins gon´ pull up with blowers and spin and spin and spin and spin Walk into Louis and spend and spend and spend and spend and spend and spend ???[0:57] Atlanta, ??? as fuck, we got a store in the pen This morning, counted a million inside of my high-rise, I´m feeling born again Walked in the crib, had drip on me head-to-toe, she gettin´ real moist
Lil´ bro just pulled up and said that our opps was dead, I´m finna go and rejoice She say she hungry, she need a few hundred from me, I told her send the invoice That nigga really ain´t what he proclaim to be, I hear that shit in his voice I just pulled up to Dior with a thirty on me, rollin´ the hemp in the Royce Changin´ out Glocks just like I´m changin´ out shoes, I´m havin´ multiple gens I hear him poppin´ on IG just like a lil´ bitch, but he ain´t droppin´ no pin I done been crossed, I done been stabbed in the back by people considered as friend Said I wouldn´t scam no more ´cause I´m a lil´ too poppin´, last week, I did it again Say she in love with my dick and my conversation, she finna visit again
Wish I could dig up the nigga who killed my twin, bring him back, kill him again I´m making hundreds of thousands from these transactions, I cannot put it on camera Niggas keep askin´ me, "How the fuck do I get rich?" You gotta pay for the answer
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