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Don’t ever hide your head
My shit been going up I have the widest spread
The Midas touch to gold but turn to dust get bust upside your head
Keep the toolie shit not hammer practice
She grant me random access I know what the math is
Found knowledge of self my name not Cassius
Rob your plug on the fabrics you’re under average
My cougar bitch get alimony from her marriage
Now we popping shit me and my flip ride horse carriage
Can’t fuck with people like Dr Sebi say don’t eat carrots
I hit hit his ass with no mask a special appearance
I don’t do no walk throughs lord put that money up
My money up, me and all my bitches getting tummy tucks
My hoe she made a major shift
Got bread like Taylor swift
She don’t be on stage for shit but she can stage some shit
My trap not moving slow boy my shit razor quick
I m not giving no samples you gotta pay for this
I put that on my mama and the queen I had my baby with
That money money coming I’m never straying away from it
This for all the times I had to wait for it
Wait for it, run in your spot we in your safe for it
My prissy bitch from Winston Salem want to wake forrest
She about to break the bank for us
She know I’m a popping jay, My spot is not for stay
You broke with a lot to say
That shot don’t rock my way
Fuck a diss track, come get your whip clapped
Big facts, sit back my bitch kick back for six racks
Told you before they’ll bring it to your mother door
You dodged one god but what about the other four
By the time the pound dropped I had another four
The trigger pull like a over door
Written by: Jamonte Lyde
