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Brought my reader and my writer on the road wit me (road wit me)
Yesterday I bought a brand new strap and a whole fit
Nigga try to take something Ima give his ass the whole 50
A nigga bitch just called my phone like "Baby can I hold fifty?"
Run this shit up on my own you niggas wasn't on the road with me
Street nigga made a half a million off a laptop
Beat my uncle ass 'cause I caught him smoking crack rocks (crack rocks)
Gave your bitch back shots (back shots)
Niggas better soon as they hear the strap pop
Put a beam on my chopper like it's Black Ops (blaow)
Swiping these cards everyday a nigga can't stop
Wait 'til this tape drop, pouring up straight drop
Got a Gucci headband on like A.I.
I just popped ten Percs and I ain't high (damn)
I just met up with my plug just to buy a new handgun (what up?)
Drove two hours bought a burnout Samsung
And I bought some gift cards, and I bought a tv
Tired of my bitch, keep saying she wanna leave me (bitch)
I ain't never going broke again like 3Three (3Three)
And the feds just dropped my case for identity theft
Too busy getting money I ain't tryna have sex
Too busy getting money I ain't gotta get a job
Do the dash on the cops turn my shit on sports mode (skrrt)
Got a text from the plug saying send a big load
Up need a few pots he whipping on a big stove
Gotta stash all the shit when a nigga hit the road
'Cause the shit gon' get sold
Couple bitch niggas told, couple bitch niggas snitched
I'm just tryna get rich
Why your hoe around me nigga? Grab your bitch
Think they tryna set the plan Ima grab my stick (damn)
Brought my reader and my writer on the road wit me
Yesterday I bought a brand new strap and a whole fit
Nigga try to take something Ima give his ass the whole 50
A nigga bitch just called my phone like "Baby can I hold fifty?" (Hello?)
Run this shit up on my own you niggas wasn't on the road with me
Street nigga made a half a million off a laptop (laptop)
Beat my uncle ass 'cause I caught him smoking crack rocks