Texty

Now watch me how I kill it Im about to kill it Now watch me how i kill it And i know y'all gone feel it I ain't looking for a deal I'm tryna be the dealer What you looking at is real And if you real i look familiar I'm like mirror mirror on the wall Who's the greatest of them all Money mal, money calls You know i gotta be involved Even if i be in drawers I'm hopping out quick No excuses necessary She know what I'm bout bitch So much I can't count it I need an accountant And another bitch on the side Just to count it Word to friday Lets get smokey in this bitch Back to back I'm blowin o's I'm always rollin up a spliff And there is always a bitch Always blowin me a kiss And she's looking at my wrist While I'm holding on my No my clothes ain't tight, they fit I'm appealing to ya chick So i could give a shit What a persons lips read I've been real since doo rags & white tees I've been real since doo rags & white tees Ok I'm back with a whole lotta raps A little bit of money & a whole lotta swag You niggas need flow i got it in the bag Ima donate some y'all niggas look sad Whole buncha bums y'all niggas look mad Why y'all niggas blonde? Do you know you niggas black? Next its gon be blue contacts Good good god damn these niggas whack I can't stand it but dammit This is probably how they planned it Soon as a real nigga hit the room watch em vanish The black david blaine im makin paper appear A lot of niggas lame thats why their ladies in here New money nigga listen, sour d prescription Got a cup filled up with cru n lean Thats probably why I'm trippin Don't worry how I'm livin Im greedy im not givin Lord forgive me for my sinnin I admitted i ain't finished I ain't finished, i ain't finished I ain't finished, i ain't finished I ain't finished, i ain't finished Came in this bitch with one intention Get money thats the mission Fuck bitches, get more riches Backhand strong from all this pimpin I hope y'all niggas listening Pay very close attention Pay very close attention Now watch me how I kill it I'm about to kill it Now watch me how i kill it And i know y'all gone feel it
Writer(s): Dustin Lee Musser, Dylan Michael Lewman, Malcolm Anthony Hairston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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