Letras
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(Yea)
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Yea, we running his shit
We running it up, like we running these laps
But, I can't give a fuck bout a bitch with a back
All she wants is my dick and bag
(Yea, Yeah)
All I can ever fuck with, is the bills in a stack
Yea, but he popping the bottles, he popping a cap
He cannot speak faster than me when I rap
(Rap)
I get cash, the money, the flows
It's taking me where I wanna go
Can't fuck with bitches, cuz I feel they hoes
We running his shit
We running it up, like we running these laps
But, I can't give a fuck bout a bitch with a back
All she wants is my dick and bag
(Yea, Yeah)
All I can ever fuck with, is the bills in a stack
Yea, but he popping the bottles, he popping a cap
He cannot speak faster than me when I rap
Cuz I pop on a perc, then I go smoke a pack
Walk to my room and I count up all my racks
You talking to me like we go band for band
You stupid and dumb, cuz you live in a van
You jealous, cuz all my money is green
I'm picking my cash, like it grows off a trees
Stop talking your shit, you can't handle me
Got a bag, but I can't handle these money feins
They poor, they begging, they on the streets
I know that because
I get cash, the money, the flows
It's taking me where I wanna go
Can't fuck with bitches, cuz I feel they hoes
We running his shit
We running it up, like we running these laps
But, I can't give a fuck bout a bitch with a back
All she wants is my dick and bag
(Yea, Yeah)
All I can ever fuck with, is the bills in a stack
Yea, but he popping the bottles, he popping a cap
He cannot speak faster than me when I rap
Only feature that, I'll ever need
Me, the cash, the money, the green
She call me a baker, the way that I play with dough
Stack up my money, I stack it up like a loaf
Pop on a perc, watch my eyes expand and glow
Pop out a lazer, and pop out a show light show
Can't fuck with a bitch, cuz you know they all hoes
Asking my driver where the fuck, I'ma go