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[Verse 1]
A thousands P's in Cali waitin' on me, yeah
Ain't nobody finna drive, fuck it, I'ma drive myself
Askin' me for help, you need to help yourself
Damn, she bad, I gotta touch her
Damn, she bad, I gotta fuck her, I can't help myself
Super slimy, Future, Thugga boi, we sellin' all the smoke
Pablo Escobar and Boston George, boy, we sellin' all the dope
Hunt you down just like a lion in the jungle do an antelope
Growin' with the automatic timers, this shit grow itself
She tryna put her favorite on my Gucci belt
Tryna limp, boy, that's suicide, you might as well shoot yourself
I swipe the plastic through a dummy merchant
Light the gas, burn it
She gon' lemme hit for certain
I got P's all in a black Suburban
Louis V pattern printed on my turban
Cryptocastle, I'm talkin' Litecoin
Beef with me, play with your life, boy
[Verse 2]
See, I buss down a bag, then I go get the cash
Then I count up the money for **** who mad
And these **** be hatin', I can see it in their face
So we cut down the packs and flooded their estate
So I load the chopper right now, and then if a **** want
I'm a shoot the **** in the face
I know these **** out here talkin' 'bout a ****
But the love out her be so damn fake
I'm in Balenciaga with the Gucci bottoms, did the Ferragamo yesterday
We know a couple plugs wit' a couple trucks
Guaranteed we get 'em on face
They might drop 'em off the next day
I just might hit lil' shawty where she stay
I got a Puerto Rican bitch whose daddy was a plug
I need the number to the safe
I told my **** youngin we gon' run it up
And we don't never look the other way
I'm really out here on the ground gettin' mine
And I can't let a **** take my place
I'm gonna let a **** feel the K
I'm gonna put it in a **** face
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'm just gon' keep it cool wit' you
Fuck all that, I went to school wit' you
I ain't seen you in a long time, I gotta treat you like a new ****
I only fuck wit' a few ****, yeah
[Verse 4]
Shoot your man inside the leg and watch him hide for cover
I got green and white just like the Boston color
Plants growin', I'm talkin' timers and the fan
A hunnid P's stuffed inside a fuckin' minivan
Lil' ****, why the fuck you holdin' out your hand?
You need to go and learn to be a fuckin' man
I touch her once and now she leakin' like a broken faucet
**** money short just like a hobbit
Open up the vacuum seal, you gotta cop it
Pussy **** steady spreadin' gossip
I guess it's safe to say that I'm the hottest
I ain't perfect, ****, I'm a work in progress
Gotta keep it cool with my baby mama, I'ma take her shopping
Different flavors, I got different options
They like, "Damn, Money Man, you really growin'"
They like, "Damn, Money Man, another tape, boy, you really focused"
These some Bally shoes if you ain't noticed
I'ma hit the gas, and I'ma UFO it
Your weed quiet, that shit tippy-toein'
I almost broke my shoulder tryna shoot the cannon
Grow house in the mansion out in Eagle Landing
She just drop her panties, I'm just actin' mannish
Talkin' to the plug, the dialect is Spanish
[Verse 5]
Yeah, I'm just gon' keep it cool wit' you
Fuck all that, I went to school wit' you
I ain't seen you in a long time, I gotta treat you like a new ****
I only fuck wit' a few ****, yeah
Written by: Jacques Ngote
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