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Countin' profits all day, burnin' hoes all in my fuckin' shirt
Caught some faves and caught some cases, judge the only one that hurt
Eye for an eye, they disrespect you, ****, gotta do em worse
Can't stand the heat inside this shit and take your scary ass to church
Bankroll G9, I stand on bennies, put this shit in ****' face
I think it's time to complain, Jane, I gave that time off to the state
They think a **** signed with OVO, G9, stay with his dream
They think a **** signed with OVO, G9, stay with his dream
Bitch, you my brother, we just came from sharin' clothes like how you change
I got my front, I thought you had my back, but you don't feel the same
You duck your shit while I'm front line, I'll never make you feel that pain
I catch a hat and ride my rack and charge that shit straight to the game
I thought this shit was love, ****, I thought this shit was murder
Tied in like we blood, bitch, I'm bangin' bos like fuck the worker.
I'm clutchin' on that iron off perky pills, I'm geek like Steve Urkel
Like a girl, close friends on IG, ain't no pussy in my circle.
Dumbass bankroll on probation, bitch, say that I'm livin' wrong.
I know I'm higher than a junkie, don't judge me, take off your thong
I ride my dogs every time they hit the can, I know how that feel
Me and Zaybo was poppin' perks, now I pray that he get a pill
Countin' profits all day, burnin' hoes all in my fuckin' shirt
Call some bays and call some cases, judge the only one that hurt
Eye for an eye, they disrespect you, ****, gotta do em worse
Extend the heat inside this shit and take your scary ass to church
Written by: Lashawn Shaw
