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Lyrics

[Chorus] Activated I feel all my drugs hit Said you talking 'bout some money show me where it is I gotta Mbox I'm geeked I'm on a RP now my ass finna sleep Glock nineteen stay right in my jeans Hoe so bad but the bitch so mean AMG I'ma fly off a bean New stick I done bought me a beam I'm fried got the gas in a leaf Bitch I'm the highest don't gotta compete Aggravated when I got me no drugs More drank had to fill up my cup Up my dose lil bitch I'm stuck Woke up spilling drank on the rug Boy I'ma promise your bitch getting fucked Thirty clip on me I made that boy run Bitch I stay fried and I keep me a gun I bet that boy getting put in a blunt I'm getting high ain' no gravity I got some monеy now these bitches mad at mе Who the hell doing it better not after me Went through the month and I pop me a hunnid beans I hit the Pharma then score me a bunch of lean I'm with my twin he gon' ship out a bunch of keys I know you'll find me wherever that money be Right out my mind Ima say like a hunnid things [Verse] Yeah I need a hunnid new racks I got my bitch I'ma hit from the back I got some money that shit finna last I got my stick I snuck it through the back Shoutout my doctor came thru with the Act If I don't got money then shit I be mad Activated I'ma go take it all to the max If I walk in I got money attached I got that stick on my hip finna blast I had a dream I was thinking 'bout racks I got that stick on me I'm not gon' scrap Shot at the boy now he under the map I'm out in Malibu eating on crab Opps tryna be me I know that they mad Bitch I can't walk cause my pockets too fat [Chorus] Activated I feel all my drugs hit Said you talking 'bout some money show me where it is I gotta Mbox I'm geeked I'm on a RP now my ass finna sleep Glock nineteen stay right in my jeans Hoe so bad but the bitch so mean AMG I'ma fly off a bean New stick I done bought me a beam I'm fried got the gas in a leaf Bitch I'm the highest don't gotta compete Aggravated when I got me no drugs More drank had to fill up my cup Up my dose lil bitch I'm stuck Woke up spilling drank on the rug Boy I'ma promise your bitch getting fucked Thirty clip on me I made that boy run Bitch I stay fried and I keep me a gun I bet that boy getting put in a blunt I'm getting high ain' no gravity I got some money now these bitches mad at me Who the hell doing it better not after me Went through the month and I pop me a hunnid beans I hit the Pharma then score me a bunch of lean I'm with my twin he gon' ship out a bunch of keys I know you'll find me wherever that money be Right out my mind Ima say like a hunnid things