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Posted in the studio, like I'm fucking locked in
Rock up to the dealer, and we boutta walk in
Talking hella shit, boutta get your mouth knocked in
Pistol on my hip, you know I'm boutta cock it
When I'm on this beat you know I'm boutta rock it
When they drop threats they ain't know we boutta block it
She looking for a bag, but it's in my pocket
Counting up all this bread, but I ain't got no job
Racking up these bodies but I ain't in the mob
Open up the door and I just pulled off the knob
Call my bars corny but they ain't even on the cob
Bitches on my dick but they can't even pay the fees
Spending all this money like that shit grows on trees
Met this lil bitch and she already on her knees
When I get my money, gonna get it all right
Posted up in the studio, up working all night
If you play your cards I'm gonna put you on a flight
I'ma take it all on, yeah this shit real light
Your bitch just hit my line, she want another ride
She gonna hit me up again, her man just died
Tatted my name on her titties, eyes open wide
Got this shit down, ain't need a guide