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Stonersteph.com Come SHOP I'm a business man I love digits mans Flipping Benjamin's, my money in rubberbands I'm a business man, I love digits mans Flipping Benjamin's, my money in rubberbands 3 a.m I'm still working Palms itching blunt burning Designer clothes lil bitch I'm surfing Dripping ice like a fucking slurpee Lil baby say she tryna burp me She on her knees I'm counting pearlin Wake and bake we starting early Head and sativa got me feeling nerdy Run to money like I'm jumping hurdles Sour diesel came Pedro way way in Mexico smuggled in a barrel I'm Making love to money yea keep it coming Ben Franklins fertile I keep my dough in a money bag I keep my dope in in bag and glass Can't let it huff up I can't smoke no trash I'm a good business man I love digits mans This money I flip mane As Soon as I get mane Product sold before it land On my Cash app I made a hundred bands Self made I don't need ya mane Can't trust me I leave the mane Can't trust you delete your ass Stonersteph chasing money bag Focused on the future can't change the past Change my zip code just selling gas Count the money slow but make it fast Speed it up I need money printer In god I trust I know we all sinner I'm at the end zone you at the line a scrimmage I Fought for every yard it 4th and inches I prayed to god to make it out the trenches I Made it still gotta hop some fences Can't trust you niggas gotta keep my distances Stabbed me inna my back I just grew my stitches Popped it out traded my blood for riches You just want the clout, you don't see the vision Me I'm driven by my ambition Dumb Bitch I'm a business man I love digits mans Flipping Benjamin's my money in rubberbands I'm a business man I love digits mans Flipping Benjamin's my money in rubberbands I'm a business man I love digits mans Flipping Benjamin's my money in rubberbands I'm a business man I love digits mans Flipping Benjamin's my money in rubberbands If I stack up these hundreds a thousands times baby that'll 10 thousand If I just flip that 100 times baby equal a million They riding the wave I'm building the ship We trapping till we own building More green than reptilian Money long as the hair of Brazilian How much you I need a quintillion Whole squad we plan to get rich we gonna need about quadrillion Young niggas stacking dollars polly I don't give a fuck how you feeling Bagging that gas up like that shit a cracker Yea we trap but you can't you l trap us Boy just try stop being a coward Your plug he some shit throw in the trash Come and get you a good stoner bag Im Striving to overcome negative energy while I'm popping my tags Don't wanna brag self made don't ask I Ain't ask for no help I did the math Add it up Gotti for real A business man BLVCK Moneyy
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