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Just counted up 20 racks, my new Rollie worth 10K Hit the bar threw 20 stacks, got 20 traps thats full of yae Shot it out with a fuck nigga that wanted beef, cause he full of hate I put cheese on a nigga head, you wanna eat come full your plate Any problems my niggas solve 'em, runnin' shit like my niggas joggin' 50 G's in a pillow case it's money talk, that's pillow talk Sippin' acki, I'm tripppin papi High off molly, I'm dippin papi Never smile, but I'm trigger happy I'll pa-pa, have you missing family Green Guy, but I'm Crippin nigga Straight mud, what I'm sippin nigga Shoutout to my blood niggas, we gettin scratch like we itchin nigga Hit the club and throw crazy money, Grand Hustle we Tippin nigga I got a Chevy on 12 lines, do the math two sixes nigga Count money all day Every time my line ring, it's 10-5 this the money phone Bitch I'm on my money phone Every time my line ring, it's 10-5 this the money phone Count money all day My white buffies the whitest Forgiatos the highest Cream soda, sold purple I stay actin up like sinus Yall niggas just bitch niggas, my money tall as a giant I stay coppin work, bitch I'm buying Rest In Peace to Green Guy Ryan You can ask my clientele, hit my line cause I'm buying bales Sippin drank, I'm high as hell My bitch rollin, she high as well Pray to God that I beat this case, start trial in a couple weeks Shoot a nigga like 40 times, they gone wrap his body in couple sheets I'm in the bar, off a bar Standing on the table, I'm up in Sphinx I live that life it's no fairy tale, name one nigga that can fuck with me Bitch I fuck with street niggas, I charge niggas to cut the D I hang with goons that'll ice a nigga, soon as they touch the heat Bitch my mama ain't no ho, bitch my daddy ain't no ho Bitch my brother ain't no ho, why you trynna play me like a ho? Bitch my mama ain't no ho, my daddy ain't no ho My family ain't no hoes, quit trynna play me like a ho
Writer(s): Chivez Smith, Michigan Meech Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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