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Four, five shots, do the running man, uh
Running to the bag like a businessman, uh
Got a fake ID, I'm another man, uh
W-w-wild West pistol like I'm Dirty Dan, uh
Y-y-you not making money, what's your business plan? Uh
On the internet, uh, need a middleman, uh
Got a south side shooter, if he listened to your music
He gon' say that shit is trash, so are you better yet? Uh
She got scared, she saw my gun
I can't fuck no fucking hoe
You a actor, that's for sure
Speed dial always calling, hello
Speed dial always calling my phone
Think I'm dumb but I'm not slow
You done switched up on his bro
We gon' have to take his soul
Been there, had to take it slow
Never made to lose control
They say twiki on a roll
I think that I cracked the code
Bitches want my serial
Like, are you serious?
He think he the shit
Somebody tell him he gon' wanna flush
I'm like take it, take it, take it
I'ma take it 'til I'm famous, famous, famous
Yeah, I'ma take it, I'll replace it, place it, place it
I'll replace it 'til I make it, make it, make it
I- I got my ice from my jeweler
That shit is so cold, I don't think I can cool it no more
Like, why is you spreading those rumors?
You spreadin' those rumors each time when I go to the store
A blessing, every time I buy
Every so often, I spend some more
That money go dumb, but I got so much
Rockstar lifestyle, can't be poor
I might just take over the world just like Giygas (Tss)
You don't like it
I might be biased, but you might not like it
I might just buy it, this new car, I drive it
I'm movin', I pivot, I jump all these divots
I count all my digits, I count it so fast
Wait, you got a lot of cash
Wait, you got a lot of cash
Dash, dash, dash
I just be movin' like so fast
I hope that I don't crash