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I said that 40 come with extensions, you better keep your distance
400 racks in my kitchen, I don't talk tough I listen
I'm too rich to pay attention, 40 trillion be the vision
I walk out the pharmacy, yeah that's another pint that's missing
I'm on half these bitches wish list, you don't see me after Christmas
In this world you need that paper, so I'm all about my benefits
I smoke loud and I sip medicine, this microphone my therapist
I take all my bad thoughts and then I turn them to a verse and shit
CMF it be the label, bitch I'm plugged in like the cable
Big 100,000 stacks is what I'm bringing to the table
223's for his facial, talk tough and we gon' face you
762's a break a nigga arm if it graze em
Them boys elite, they gon' take a nigga's soul if I pay him
I go Martin I'll kick a bitch out like she was Pam
AA-12 is what I'm working with, I know he finna slide big bro just popped a Percocet
Dirty money everything I can't fit Givenchy clothes still need my ass beat still fucking with the stove
Stuffing pape just like the 90's in my sock, I gotta roll
Mama telling me to slow down, my brain keep saying go
I'm off Adderall and wocky, this a different combination
I won't charges to the game, Ima charge it to the nation
I work hard for everything, I ain't asking for no handout
Catch him at his bitch crib and knock the nigga dreads out
I'm finna spit a lecture, ain't no question, put your hand down
I'm the reason that my lil' niggas put your mans down
You can get it from me raw but bitch, I'm used to selling Smackdown
The streets, it be my playground, you play you gon' get fapped down
I'm cooking shit and making music, you can hear it in the background
This four-five, knock your brother down, this choppa came with a hundred rounds
I used to middleman, now I'm big doggin used to sell work
Now I'm shit-talking, that don't mean shit I'm still big doggin
You can come cop you a brick off me
I was a worker now I'm a boss, you can catch me playing golf
Niggas wanna stand up to me, where the fuck they get the balls
When my killer's on your ass, boy, who the fuck is you gon' call
They know I'm active in the party, I just pop my adderall
This what happened, so listen, no questions till I'm finished
I'm grabbing gabagool from my capos, we chillin
My underboss come tap me on my shoulder, acting different
He pull me to the side and he say, boss, somebody snitchin
He see my face and my shit furious, this shit finna get serious
You telling me somebody out here snitchin, is you serious
Tryna figure out just who it is, you got me curious
But when I find out it's gon' be over, I'ma finish it