Ova Wit

Phones ringin' early mornin', ain't get to brush my teeth

Them my brothers, they be gettin' money just like me

I trust my gun, I trust my dog, I still can't trust no bitch

I die before I ever snitch, **** I'll cut my wrist

Don't come outside if you broke, **** it's over with

Money machine, countin' blues like I'm a rollin' 60

AP skeleton, I'm telling you, I got a bone to pick

Boxes landing door to door, like a Jehovah Witness

Yeah, this that shit that **** will sell they soul to get

Yeah, I be talking so much shit, I gotta go to the dentist

I make sure everybody eat, like I got a grocery list

I done mastered selling P's, I thought I done told you ****

The **** doing all that talking, be the brokest ****

Left hand middle finger, right hand finger on the trigger

The biggest, and I'm getting a big ol' check, I'm doing my big one

I'm a sell out any minute, so you better come get some

But I can't sell you none of this raw, it gotta go in the blender

You better put you a mask on if you wanna come in this kitchen

Got no love for none of these bitches, cause my heart cold as winter

You looking at the hottest **** in the solar system

Phones ringin' early mornin', ain't get to brush my teeth

Them my brothers, they be gettin' money just like me

I trust my gun, I trust my dog, I still can't trust no bitch

I die before I ever snitch, **** I'll cut my wrist

Don't come outside if you broke, **** it's over with

Money machine, countin' blues like I'm a rollin' 60

AP skeleton, I'm telling you, I got a bone to pick

Boxes landing door to door, like a Jehovah Witness

Yeah, outside with the gang, don't need no new ****

If he slide, then I slide, **** I'm goin' with ya

I get them boxes to ya door like you ordered pizza

I came up off that white girl, this that Mona Lisa

Is getting money really this easy or it'a just me?

I get too geeked, I'm putting codeine all in my drink

Stay up all night thinking about boxes like it's Christmas Eve

Gotta pay my price, **** I'm not doing nothin' for free

I can't miss, I shoot my shot, won't jam, okay

Quarter brick, half brick, whole brick, juice man, OJ

Got boy, got girl, my trap's house going both ways

Just call my phone, then pull up on the one way

Phones ringin' early mornin', ain't get to brush my teeth

Them my brothers, they be gettin' money just like me

I trust my gun, I trust my dog, I still can't trust no bitch

I die before I ever snitch, **** I'll cut my wrist

Don't come outside if you broke, **** it's over with

Money machine, countin' blues like I'm a rollin' 60

AP skeleton, I'm telling you, I got a bone to pick

Boxes landing door to door, like a Jehovah Witness

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