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That money stick together

That money stick together

Unless you spend it ****

Uh-Uh we gone end it ****

That money stick together

Yeah, that money stick together

That money stick together

Yeah, that money stick together

That money stick together

Unless you spend it ****

Every whip I'm getting in

Yeah, the windows tinted ****

She left me for a other ****

That make me a different ****

I can't fuck with y'all because

Y'all wasn't in this mission ****

She said this weed give her the ick

Don't give a fuck

I'm trying to catch a high

She told me that she love me

Can't believe it, caught her in a lie

Roll my problems up and face that shit

And tell dem' bitches bye

Boujee when I'm out I swear to God I'm not a normal guy

Bad bitch I'm trying to get a lick

She trying to grab the stick

This bitch she paparazzi with my shit

She trying to take a pic

All my **** out the fucking city, and we living lit

I'm trying to catch a high you never had

Little bitch I'll take the trip

Spent a couple racks up In that bitch

And left em' with a tip

I'm not trying to bip

Trying to take a jet, and take that to the six

She like how I'm always out the way I'm steady out the mix

These **** dick sucking for some love

They hopping dick to dick

They acting like the bitches

I swear to God

If it come to paper

That boy can't touch my riches

I'm running bands up, like it's cardio

I'm steady on my fitness

My boy he show no mercy with that glock

He said can't leave a witness

I said I trust yo' gut

But if you fuck up

You can't get forgiveness

Truey on my ass ****

I can buy that purse

And buy that bag

I'm not yo' last ****

Focused on the future

Cause you get left in the past ****

My boy he tweak for real, you need a pill

Just to crash ****

Crackin' the seal, and I'm sippin' a deuce

I'm beating the pussy

I'm making it loose

They waving a flag

They calling a truce

Bitch I was in last

And I took a boost

Yeah, she wanna fuck my crew

Talkin' bout gens, got two

Talkin' bout racks

They new

Yeah

Talkin' bout hoes come through

She said this weed give her the ick

Don't give a fuck

I'm trying to catch a high

She told me that she love me

Ion trust it, caught her in a lie

Roll my problems up and face that shit

And tell dem' bitches bye

Swear to God I'm boujee with this shit

I'm not a normal guy

Yeah

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I'm in Puerto rico **** makin' hits for real

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