Asset

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[Intro] Bearfaced, Mekanix Ice City stand up Free G-Dirty The Mekanix LA Daddy got you We assets to this shit man Doing numbers in the hood That's RIP Lil Boo [Verse 1: HD] I'm not just a rapper, more like a young trapper Arts and crafts on the block with the MAC tucked Green Bay Packers, blue pill smackers Green dot sliders, red dot Rugers In the trap doing math, no tutors 2 thangs pokin out my shirt, like Hooters Natural born shooters, stay away from the Judas One jealous nigga'll fuck up your whole movement Kush plants in the rooms of the penthouse On the phone with my niggas in the penhouse Somе comin home, some can't get out Twistеd metal, how fast the bullets spit out Baby kickin it, or gettin kicked out Out calls the only time I take a bitch out I know she swallow cause the bitch got a big mouth She drop down and thank when I whip out [Hook] Money is power, poetry or politics Pistols on me while I pussy with the pyrex Uh, stretch a bird like a rap check Doin numbers in the hood, I'm a asset Money is power, poetry or politics Pistols on me while I pussy with the pyrex Uh, stretch a bird like a rap check Doin numbers in the hood, I'm a asset [Verse 2: HD] Bust down a chicken, turn 3 into 6 Like old school wilmas in the 6 The system full of tricks, ain't designed for a black man We lash in the hills and we trap on the flatlands I flip the 1 and break the bitch with the other hand I had her on the blade, watch the bitches you be runnin in She gonna try to play boyfriend girlfriend I whip white, so that girl be my girlfriend I'm a nigga, so you know I like to ride Benz Whole brick of purple, and I'm finna dive in We got a meetin, get a rental, we can slide in I'm the shooter, ima walk up and shake his hand It was nice to meet you My clip was all seethrough G had the Smith, so I fed him with the eagle All my assets trying hard to stay legal Money play the battle of good vs. evil [Hook] Money is power, poetry or politics Pistols on me while I pussy with the pyrex Uh, stretch a bird like a rap check Doin numbers in the hood, I'm a asset Money is power, poetry or politics Pistols on me while I pussy with the pyrex Uh, stretch a bird like a rap check Doin numbers in the hood, I'm a asset [Verse 3: Hen Sippa] 6 pocket, 2 full, 4 to go All on her, this shit freer than a free throw Wartime behind these digi, desert storm cargo Same hand piece I got with me at all our shows And I think my money like the cleaners, and do it wash and fold Put miles on a bitch like any car out the store Without me touching or running, it's getting sold Like a sell out soul, like I'm doing cheat codes Flip after flip, ounces jumping out the gym When I pour gerbers up, they come from above the rim Shoes matching H bag, got em covered with Gs Looking like my G stacks about to go low with Ps Show a new nigga about this real life poetry I'm in love with 9 milliliters, and a 20, that's a 3 Name it, I did it, find a pharmacy, I hit it Perp good paperwork, turning niggas to statistics [Hook] Money is power, poetry or politics Pistols on me while I pussy with the pyrex Uh, stretch a bird like a rap check Doin numbers in the hood, I'm a asset Money is power, poetry or politics Pistols on me while I pussy with the pyrex Uh, stretch a bird like a rap check Doin numbers in the hood, I'm a asset [Instrumental] [Outro: HD] Money is power