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Bitch aint no pressure or no smoke with us
It's money everywhere
Might whip the switch out when its sunny niggas running everywhere
Aint losing sleep or lost a dollar aint never really cared tho
I mean, yea I heard he shot it- but he shot it in the air tho
What, nigga what- nigga what, what
Nigga what, nigga what- what, what
Nigga what, nigga what- say what, what
Nigga what, nigga what- what, what
I aint havin no pressure with these
Bluffin ass niggas these niggas cap
No conversation wit these nothin ass niggas
I'm bout a sack
My lil bitch say boo you a stunting ass nigga she prolly wet
Just stuffed a tracker wit them turkey bags bitch we on the map
Im one of the richest- real as it get
Just scraped up a deuce and it went to a 10
We telling the truth- them niggas pretend
If I shoot out the roof don't come on the bend
I'm spinning and spinning and spinning again
Amiri my denim this prolly your rent
I sent you a package
I'm checking the tracking I hope that you got it- it say that it sent
I went to the trenches to check on a load
Its headed to Cleveland coming in boulders
Pussy the meanest, she on a pole,
I beat from the back and I'm leaving it swole
These niggas be bluffin I'm really in traffic
They wanna get active just come to the road
Aint doin no cuffin unless she attractive
As soon as I smack it- its back to the old
Bitch aint no pressure or no smoke with us- its money everywhere
Might whip the switch out when its sunny niggas running everywhere
Aint losing sleep or lost a dollar
I aint never really cared tho
I mean, yea I heard he shot it- but he shot it in the air tho
What, nigga what- nigga what, what
Nigga what, nigga what- what, what
Nigga what, nigga what- say what, what
Nigga what, nigga what- what, what
I workin the digi- she workin the pots
I told her lets get it we whippin the block
I ran a ticket went fishing for opps
These niggas been snitching they really the cops
I really be whippin the whip and the drop
Pull up on the opps you do it a lot
Aint no hesitation I'm gettin them shot
Well how many bullets you got? ALOT
This bitch like a tank cause I'm really a solider
I'll prolly pay him to get this shit over
Im sipping drink and it came in a coaster
Im in the gate wit a drac and a cobra
I want a verse I'ma need me the P
Im in the stu with Da God & Z
This shit is easy, honestly
You should've given the bond to me
My nigga Hawk; he really don't talk
Just droppin them bodies I leave em in chalk
I call him a scottie; they say it was bought I took it to trial;
They hate that I fought
Im runnin em down; these niggas be walking Im holding it down
These niggas be talking
I come to your town and do it with caution
The junkie just hit it he said it was awesome
Bitch aint no pressure or no smoke with us- its money everywhere
Might whip the switch out when its sunny niggas running everywhere
Aint losing sleep or lost a dollar; I aint never really cared tho
I mean, yea I heard he shot it- but he shot it in the air tho
What, nigga what- nigga what, what
Nigga what, nigga what- what, what
Nigga what, nigga what- say what, what
Nigga what, nigga what- what, what