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[Intro] (Enrgy made this one) [Verse] Same niggas got they hands out ain't never gave me shit This opp nigga only run his mouth 'cause he ain't on shit Bro beat his case last week 'cause he ain't tell 'em shit 30K check off of rap, they think I'm sellin' bricks Stay down, stack all your money, it's gon' make you rich I don't drink green lean no more 'cause it make me sick I'll send thirty shots at you out this Draco clip Her head good, but her pussy weak, it don't got no grip Nigga try to reach for these jewels, I'ma break his wrist Fake-ass watch you showin' off, it's gon' break your wrist Dog had God on his side, 'cause bro 'nem missеd Like a blind nigga tryna walk, I always keep my stick You broke as hell livin' with your mama, you need to pray about it I feel likе 2Pac in the '90s, fuck everybody Oldhead stopped snortin' dope and started takin' molly Soowhoo security poppin' out, I'm finna call shawty My lil' nigga seventeen years old, but got four bodies Can't fit all this money in my pants, I got four pockets You know that nigga died, they hopped out with like four choppers Growin' up in Flint, ain't trust shit, niggas so grimy My son gon' be a rich lil' nigga like lil' Bronny Bro'll catch a free body for me if I call Johnny Two K's in this car with me, but I ain't with Ronnie I seen dog name in that paperwork, he can't come around me I see a snake in that nigga eyes, he gon' try to rob me I see an opp nigga in the club, he got cracked with bottle I seened a nigga get popped tryna scrap, so I ain't tryna squabble I don't fuck hoodrats no more, all I fuck is models If you get caught by the pigs, be fuckin' quiet Bro put a pillow on the front so it sound quiet Stack the money up, then re-up, it ain't fuckin' science If you slide and don't get the job done, you get a B-minus A lot of niggas snitchin' nowadays, don't catch the virus Niggas kissin' hoes in the mouth just like Osiris I gave this bitch too many rounds, this bitch got me tired I fell in love with this rap bitch, her pussy so fire You ain't hit shit with that gun, you just shot at tires Beat a nigga ass while he was at work, man, I got him fired If she don't let you fuck for the free, you just gotta buy it I rolled a three-five and realized I ain't have a lighter I stayed up trappin' all night, I pulled an all-nighter We gon' step on them lil' niggas how we step on spiders If the weed don't smell like 'za, I am not gon' buy it I'ma hit the pussy for the free, you the type to buy it Loski ran up fifty off the banks, I think I gotta try it Fat nigga, I'm always eatin' out, I gotta start my diet Niggas don't shop with me around the city 'cause I charge the highest This ten-milli' Glock hit hard, it'd drop a giant I'ma shoot so many times like Kobe Bryant J had a show, we had so many hoes at the Hyatt