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Yeah yeah uh
Yeah uh
Yeah yeah uh
(Let's go)
Look
How can I go broke I got my niggas wit me? (how) yeah
Kept that shit a hundred I'm still counting fifties (count it up, count count)
Niggas down bad that shit looking iffy (ay, ay)
I'm reporting from the trap, that shit looking different (that shit looking different)
She down to take a flick I got the treatment
Depending how you treat me, I'll be there all season
Ain't chasing' down no hoe, you wanna leave then you can leave me
I'm running down this money you can hear the tires screeching
The love ain't really real you gotta question if they mean it
Too many times I gave they ass my back they left it bleeding
That's why I don't do no talking 'less we closing on agreements
In the kitchen talking' business had to hit it with the seasoning
Believe it
Talkin' bout the best how you forget to call me
I be chillin off that shit I don't be bragging often
Niggas know we outside like I'm with the Amish
They left it in my hands I had to get it popping
This that Srvce shit
I be serving shit
I be workin it, deep in that bag I'm Birkin it
We did it right, don't give a fuck who did it first wit it
You went away, you better go find what your purpose is
Yeah yeah,
I got money on me
Yeah yeah
I been plotting homie
Gotta keep this shit discreet
I'll be good long as I got 22 on the beat, nigga
How can I go broke I got my niggas wit me? (how) yeah,
Kept that shit a hundred I'm still counting fifties (count it up, count count)
Niggas down bad that shit looking iffy (ay, ay)
I'm reporting from the trap, that shit looking different
I know everything I am them niggas don't be
Boy I swear if niggas pull up then they gon' see
How these niggas say they flexing but they so weak
How we pull up to yo section it get swole, peep
Niggas say that they be steppin' they got no feet (cold feet)