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[Verse 1]
800 lighter, that's a quick 9-6
That's almost ten mil'
And I ain't overnight shit
I'm in the back of the Maybach
A first class lay flats
On the way to Spain with raw cuts to that Bay swag
I hit the powder if it tastes good
Why you tryin' a roll a gram of Skittles in the grapewood?
We just throw each other pounds now
Now I've been gettin' down since the early two-thou'-wows
Back on Judas Street, when I blew the whole house up
Me and Jack just dropped a dry season album
Losin' friends, got my white cup dirty
I'm on footballs, too, I don't wanna die early
How the pies so pearly, why it look like that?
I let her lick the coke grit before a trick came back
Six hour ride, have the same trip back
You grow the cookies, too, but they don't taste like that
Pimp dog in the game, I'm a well-liked rich
And baby got me them Mercedes and a Prezi on my wrist
I'm a Frisco cat, but my ties up in Sac
And every Friday I pull a hunnid five packs
[Verse 2]
Yeah, we denyin' the offer, that's how you counteract
My attorney just told me he goin' divide that
I just done and get 'em 20K, cash
I just done and get 'em 20K, cash
We went from O.G.'s to the sour packs
Half a million flat, I hand counted that
She just brought me home 20K, cash
She just brought me home 20K, cash
[Verse 3]
I was one of them **** that had it harder than most
The cashier loved me when I park at the store
We was pullin' ninety, sellin' hard at the store
We ain't even a couple of feet away, but we don't bother at all
You ain't talkin' wit' ****, what you callin' me for?
You was laughin' with **** that was callin' me bro
It was me and hus Mozzy in that Honda wit' poles
Gang war at its peak, tryin' body your soul
Bangin' P's deezy, he was a packin' a bowl
She turn it down, rainy dollar day, slappin' that hoe
That old school bro still slappin' 'em low
Fell off a couple times, I was adamant, though
Little bended 'cause of things, get a bag e'rry show
Junkies love me, they just told me that the batter was dope
We really activated, this is naturally, though
Hatin' ain't be in my gang, we ain't savages ho
Candy, fo' sho
Finna pull a fo' on a bitch
We used to go broke on snakes
Swear that was the times
Now the whole squad and I are doin' time
System designed to fuck wit' your mind
Don't let it break, yeah
[Verse 4]
We denyin' the offer, that's how you counteract
My attorney just told me he goin' divide that
I just done and get 'em 20K, cash
I just done and get 'em 20K, cash
We went from O.G.'s to the sour packs
Half a million flat, I hand counted that
She just brought me home 20K, cash
She just brought me home 20K, cash
[Verse 5]
Ten thousand in 20's, that's the hooker fee
Anything is possible, baby,  look at me
I was just on the block with you pushin' D
Now I here for at least 28 weeks
I hopped on the plane with a cut of weed
Touchdown in Seattle, picked up a hunnid g's
Yeah, the money keep on callin' me
We up north tryin' to buy up all the property
Bank account lookin' like the lottery
I just got a text from my mama, says she's proud o' me
You know a ****'s straight, economically
Sittin' at table for the shooter gang, time to eat
Time to eat, yeah we really still in the streets
20 mil' a piece, I close a few deals a week
Shit, I ain't never change
Keep a lil' cocaine in some cellophane, base shit
[Verse 6]
We denyin' the offer, that's how you counteract
My attorney just told me he goin' divide that
I just done and get 'em 20K, cash
I just done and get 'em 20K, cash
We went from O.G.'s to the sour packs
Half a million flat, I hand counted that
She just brought me home 20K, cash
She just brought me home 20K, cash
Written by: Gilbert Anthony Jr. Milam, Mozzy
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