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[Verse] Ran through a hundred racks this month (Ran up) Ran through a hundred racks this month (I ran through it, I did) A hundred racks this, uh (No bullshit, nigga) Ran through a hundred racks this month (Hundred, month) Barely gettin' sleep even after all these cups I hate countin' ones and fives, I just ball these up Buyin' pussy off the 'net like, nigga, call these up After me and lil' bro kick it, watch it all ease up (She good, nigga) Uh, so much dog shit, the toilet might not flush (Might not) We got forty, sixty, seventy-five G's on us (Racks) Uh, all them cars outside look like Machines"R"Us (Woo) Search me up at hustle.com, Fiends"R"Us I forgot my watch, my chain, ain't leavе my cup Ain't never knew thе roof come off, I leave mines up (Knew that) I'll blow a ten, fuck it, makin' five seem like nothin' We can have a shootout quick as hell, I squeeze my button (Grr, grr, grr) Tell you just the way it is and might not leave out nothin' You know I should start my summer off with a brand-new car Do a billion streams a year and act like you two bars (Alright, come on) Add a couch, take up space, bedroom large She got pregnant, I took me just gettin' some head too far Can't get on the same page, this bitch done ran too far The city dry, they took one of they opps dead too far Awful lot of LooseLeaf 'cause all the Backwoods hard I used to stand inside the store and let my Nextel charge (Charge up) Whole ghetto know 'bout me just like the food stamp card (Ghetto) Widebody big bodies like a SSR (Yeah) I'm back spendin' real money and drinkin' way less Par This a raptor on the side, this bitch a TXR (Yeah) I can't get Dee involved 'cause he might take it way too far It's a couple niggas' whole kits, cost my charm (My charm, yeah) 'Bows in the kitchen, they fillin' up the kitchen counter He run through it on campus, Apple Pay me every hour (Come here) Uh, I see marble, I see glass when I take a shower Don't play me like I'm sweet, bitch, outcome gon' be sour (Huh?) [Outro] Don't play me like I'm sweet, bitch, outcome gon' be sour (Bitch) Don't play me like I'm sweet, bitch, outcome gon' be sour (Bitch, don't do that) Sour
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Credits
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- Louie Ray