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103 on my neck so you know we stay wit it
I got granny on the floor from the way the cane flipping
Don't know why niggas lookin at me like they can't get it
Imma do it for the money I head bank wit it
Nigga it's a waste of weed if you ain't got no drank wit it
They just freed my nigga Josh Imma bring the Drake in it
She said her ass was real I can see the fake in it
They gon do it for the money you ain't gotta fake kick it
Shit is wicked told my Brodie just be easy
It ain't shit to go to cali pull up in a Lamborghini
It ain't shit to get a steak my ordered a martini
I been riding w a drake I got a mask it look like Yeezy
I can't do the fake love all my niggas is around me
Nigga I been bag since I done got out Plymouth county
Taking bout some fake money jugs fuckin w the counties
I just wiped a nigga up I had to go and get the bounty
Niggas worried bout me that's reason I could flourish
High-speeding hit the gas I tell my nigga floor it
Im tryna take her to Miami pull up in a Urus
Wasting bread on keefe commissary callin on securus
103 on my neck so you know we stay wit it
I got granny on the floor from the way the cane flipping
Don't know why niggas lookin at me acting like can't get it
Imma do it for the money I head bank wit it
Nigga it's a waste of weed if you ain't got no drank wit it
They just freed my nigga Josh Imma bring the Drake in it
She said her ass was real I can see the fake in it
They gon do it for the money you ain't gotta fake kick it
They gon' do it for the money, for the drugs
Risked my life for this dog shit, I throw it in the club
Lost a half a' chicken clean, had to act like it was nothin'
She said you gone come to me, I said na na I'm on the run
Gallery Dept. long sleeve, awful lot of jeans