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My name is SAINt JHN You niggas might want to Like get other jobs or somethin' Fucked up nigga, good advice yeah Fucked up nigga, good advice yeah Fucked up nigga, good advice yeah Fucked up nigga, good advice yeah How much drug did you take tonight, tonight How much blow did you take tonight, tonight How much drink did you sip tonight, tonight How much paper in your brick tonight Tonight, tonight It feel like 2012, a nigga pulling at the shotty On the block That nigga he might let it off right now Fucking up the motherfucking money Got me spendin' like a dummy Boy you're lookin' at a boss right now Go change that for me Gucci looking like Tekashi, man Kami wouldn't' have tried it, it's a loss right now Pull up with a army full of niggas or forgivers Trying to sing like Diana Ross right now You never seen a nigga this lit Not in your motherfuckin' life You ain't never seen a nigga this rich I pull a bad guy, I ain't tryna be polite Hold a motherfucking minute Just a motherfucking minute I'ma be that fucking nigga 'till I die Wait a motherfucking minute Ain't another fucking minute Hear that motherfucker boomin' like [July] You never seen a nigga this lit Not in your motherfuckin' life You ain't never seen a nigga this rich I pull a bad guy, I ain't tryna be polite How much drug did you take tonight, tonight How much blow did you take tonight, tonight How much drink did you sip tonight, tonight How much paper in your brick tonight Tonight, tonight It feel like- Fucked up nigga, good advice yeah Fucked up nigga, good advice yeah Fucked up nigga, good advice yeah Fucked up nigga, good advice yeah
Writer(s): Arsenio Umberto Archer, Jonathan Thurgood Lytle, Carlos St. John Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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