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Fiends Callin'

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Z Money - Rap

Fiends Callin'

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May 10, 2019.

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[Intro] Yeah, hah Shawty Paid [Chorus] Pop up like a dolphin, get to tossin' Hurry up and buy because this dope I got is awesome Scraping up the sides, might put a nigga in his coffin I'm up and I ain't fallin', the fiends callin' This dope, it got me stuck Just hit the hood, the junkies finger fuck it I know we don't look stuck But don't forget that we are all a robber Ain't fuckin' on these sluts, man Put that bitch on a one way plane with a hundred duffle If she can move a thousand bales we might can be a couple [Verse 1] I'm a Benz nigga, I don't want no fuckin' Charger I was 16, givin' hundreds to the barber I think it's in my genes, servin' fiends is a problem The AR got a beam, I left a scene up in the Porsche Pick up the spork, grab the fork Break it all down, ain't taking no short Jubilee heads down, pull up the court Louis V tennis, checkerboard None of my cars is rented Twenty-five pointers on these tennis, vert on inches Came in this bitch a chemist Looks assault us if you like attention Put sixes on the Bentley Icy pendant, please don't get offended This new Glock, it hold like fifty rounds up in it It might kill a witness AP cost sixty So the pigeons got me a fuckin' lil' picky Pull up with the doors back On the minivan, stickin' out them blickies [Chorus] Pop up like a dolphin, get to tossin' Hurry up and buy because this dope I got is awesome Scraping up the sides, might put a nigga in his coffin I'm up and I ain't fallin', the fiends callin' Pop up like a dolphin, get to tossin' Hurry up and buy because this dope I got is awesome Scraping up the sides, might put a nigga in his coffin I'm up and I ain't fallin', the fiends callin' [Verse 2] I can't buy no Balmains, so much shit in my closet Damn, I just left the gun range, I practice on my target I'm all about my chump change like what's that in this pocket? Bitch, I came in to sock it, cookin' up that shit my hobby I know these niggas wanna rob me, but I came with the shotty I really live this shit I'm rappin', wrap plastic and that's no cappin' Hit his block, make a disaster, my bitches thick, got they masters Bitch, you fuckin' with a trapper, tuition don't even matter Keep gettin' rich, you little bastard, remixin' the hidden faster No fitnesses in the fortune, a tip and it's on the dresser The sticks in the hemi slidin' and killin' like we some rebels On another level, hit the parking lot, hopped out, another bezel [Chorus] Pop up like a dolphin, get to tossin' Hurry up and buy because this dope I got is awesome Scraping up the sides, might put a nigga in his coffin I'm up and I ain't fallin', the fiends callin' This dope, it got me stuck Just hit the hood, the junkies finger fuck it I know we don't look stuck But don't forget that we are all a robber Ain't fuckin' on these sluts, man Put that bitch on a one way plane with a hundred duffle If she can move a thousand bales we might can be a couple

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  • Z Money