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A lot of niggas pissed me off, so I charged them extra, bitch
Thinkin' bout fuckin' up the extras, really shouldn't stress it
I was broke, damn near, then still had a thickish beverage
Hit the road for a nice amount, A head of lettuce
You're broke bitch, got more paper, that shit pathetic
My pops does and sells dope, can't be mad at it
Shit, I feel em low-key, but I'm a cash addict
I got beans that hit harder than a blindside tackle
Bitch pull her pants down, that cooch had a mini afro
I had honey packed too, so it didn't matter
Seen two bands, get a nigga killed in Alabama
All that showed was shit more realer, keepa blammer
I hate when niggas press about bitches, I fuck hoes in random
That's really how this shit go, then you move around them
It's basic shit that niggas don't get make me wanna smack em
And if that pussy get out of bounds, then I'ma pack em
Yeah shit is how it is, cause I'm plugged with Houdini
Summertime, I'm still lit, ran a ten in the Beater
I had fell in love with math, I ain't never been a reader
Pussy tried to do the dash aint get too far before they squeeze em
I could finish last as long as I'ma finish, I ain't greedy
I'm on the phone with Naya, got a year left, she can't wait to see me
I done put a couple pounds on, cause I be fuckin' eatin
Yeah, shit its up now, don't tell me that you love me, bitch
Break this pound down, bring me 18 back and keep the rest, that's yours now
We can run that back too, bitch, let's rock out
Uh, nigga
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