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Cut me the check, no baby
The one that makes your future
Diss track, bitch slap
Fucking ice, thawing the bug bites
The ones you left behind, your dirty ass was rocking lice
Fuck I'm gone; I'm serving up the wood
I'm serving paper too. What's mine is mine, what's yours I own
I'm getting money; its LOUDA time; the kush galore
The love for more, yes I adore. I'm
Fucking ice, thawing the bug bites
The ones you left behind, your dirty ass was rocking lice
No worries, not one worry
Not one worry, got no worries - nah
Debt collectors come find me here I got cha money
Call before I spend it, cause my visions getting blurry, ya'll
Ain't got no worry, nah
Bitch I might, be making hundreds be making thousands
All by the hour - don't question how I got it
Fuck I'm gone - 4 in the morn - studio turned
The beats they burn, the money stacking
Coward you are, slander my name - patiently wait
Class, what you ain't have. Two albums, "Too Late"
Fucking ice, thawing the bug bites
The ones you left behind, your dirty ass was rocking lice
No worries, not one worry
Not one worry, got no worries - nah
Debt collectors come find me here I got cha money
Call before I spend it, cause my visions getting blurry, ya'll
Ain't got no worry, nah
Why you think I'd be tripping
Why you think I got the time
To be tripping over this