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Yeah
(hahaha)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
You Know Cash Rules
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
Aye man
Say man
You could see from my view from off these meta ray bans
My day to day lens
The 50s orange
Heavy spray tan
I'm popping shit
The king of pop
I got a bed at Graceland
The man of mayhem
To tuck you in that bed you making
The diamonds on my necklace breakdance
Me & the troops come marching
Like we was heavy saint fans
Reflect then make plans
I'm face to face ain't tryna shake hands
We at the weigh in
You funny niggas
Marlon Wayans
Not here to make friends
I come to set the table
Put my plate on top it
Over table tops
Array of portions
Couple sides & toppings
Put a plate aside for later cravings
Making bank deposits
Y'all don't make deposits
They ain't paying
For the waste of time
You niggas been providing
God bless
Arm
Leg
Leg
Arm
Head
Yes
All flesh
I'm way more than man
Immortal when I die I'm still a legend
Niggas sorta men
Ya oughta clutch ya pearls & wear dresses
Greatest thing I ever laid my eyes on was reflection
Setting foundation tiles down they here cemented
Watch the words I speak
Cus most the things I've said I manifested
Pray my soul to keep
Don't overthink
Just thinking straight progressing
I know overtime I over raise the bar of my successes
Fuck the section
I'm apart of clubs you niggas can't get in
No requesting
No reference
No blood
No sweat
Then no glory at the ending
No tales
No fables
No stories
All real life I show you how to get it
Yeah
Yeah
(Dollar Sign for the S how its spelled)
You niggas don't move me
It take a lot to do it
Two bitches
Ain't 2 me's but I'm still bout to do it
I waited time and time and time again but got to do it
Say fuck the juice I got the lighter fluid
Bring the fye
No prissy bitches
High siddity bitches
Bring the bops
I'm cut like bring the knives
My main gon bring the sides
All work
Like bring the jobs
This chain might strain your eyes
No gang
I'm with the mob
(Ah let's do it)
Y'all don't like me huh?
Y'all don't like me why?
It's cus I'm strong as hell
It's cus I'm tall?
It's cus my dick big my balls as well?
It's cus I stopped just sitting in the back
I saw myself?
I could see you niggas mad
Be easy don't be mad
Breathe easy catch ya breath
Move smart bruh don't get gassed
Seen them do worst for less
The bitches keeping tabs
They know I'm more than blessed
Still tryna make some money too this ain't no small recession
You niggas don't move me
It take a lot to do it
Two bitches
Ain't 2 me's but I'm still bout to do it
I waited time and time and time again but got to do it
Say fuck the juice I got the lighter fluid
Bring the fye
No prissy bitches
High siddity bitches
Bring the bops
I'm cut like bring the knives
My main gon bring the sides
All work
Like bring the jobs
This chain might strain your eyes
No gang
I'm with the mob