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Ooh, see, I ain't playin' crazy
They fucked up, down bad
They got shit, nigga, you a bitch
They fucked up, down bad
They got shit, nigga, you a bitch
Niggas mad cause I got it
Niggas mad, I ain't stoppin
Shit, I'm mad, I can't fit the whole stash
In my pockets
Niggas mad, they doin' bad
Can't seem to get it back
I'm so motherfuckin' happy
I ain't down till my last
Niggas mad, they fucked up
Down bad, they got shit
Nigga, you a bitch
They fucked up, down bad
They got shit, nigga, you a bitch
I can feel the blues
Reminiscing bout the grind
I ain't worried bout yours
I'm just worried bout mine
Something nigga play me
Guarantee that nigga dine
Shake my bag outta Cleveland
I'm more popular than LeBron
I'm just doin' me
Fuck you niggas and you hoes
Watch me run it up
Gucci head to toe
Playin' golf at the country club
I stand on Venice
And my bitch is like a model
Your bitch a fan
She gon' chew me when I holla
It went like this
I was chillin' with my partners
I was poppin' hella bottles
She was iron, now I got her
To the crib, she was eager just to see
I tried to feed her
But my dick enough to eat
Now you mad cause your bitch
She for the streets
30,000 cash
I can make that shit in three states
Yeah, your nigga popular and broke, baby
You know he mad being broke
Ain't no joke
Niggas mad cause I got it
Niggas mad, I ain't stoppin
Shit, I'm mad
I can't fit the whole stash
In my pockets
Niggas mad, they doin' bad
Can't seem to get it back
I'm so motherfuckin' happy
I ain't down to my last
Niggas mad
They fucked up
Mad
Y'all ain't bad
Mad
Ain't got shit
Mad
Nigga, you a bitch
Mad
They fucked up
Mad
Y'all ain't bad
Mad
Ain't got shit
Mad
Nigga, you a bitch
Why the fuck I'm winning
I been swimming in this pay
Take a tour around the crib
Just don't drown off in that lake
Bitch, she don't know how rich taste
I'm countin' up while these other niggas talk me down
I heard these niggas wanna smoke me, better throw the towel
Cause I will hit the B-M, have a girl's wow
And hey, yo, son, look up to me, copy my style
Look at your life, boy, it make you wanna shake the dice
Swear to God, I'm livin' lawless like the third strike
I huck, huck on a bitch and make her booty spike
And when I'm off the stream, you stream, kiss that bitch goodnight
Ten bands, fifty bands, a hundred bands
Swear to God, this stupid road gettin' out of hand
Cause while your bitch wanna blow me on the handstand
I ain't really say much, but do the kegs now
Niggas mad cause I got it
Niggas mad, I ain't stoppin, shit, I'm mad
I can't fit the whole stash in my pockets
Niggas mad, they doin' bad, can't seem to get it back
I'm so motherfuckin' happy, I ain't down till my last
Niggas mad, they fucked up
Mad, y'all don't bag
Mad, they got shit
Mad, nigga, you a bitch
Mad, they fucked up
Mad, y'all don't bag
Mad, they got shit
Mad, nigga, you a bitch
Fifty-five hunnids, add it up, you do the math
I spent thirty-five thousand on the car without the tax
But that same car, nigga, got two hunnid on the dash
I can do an insurance claim if I fuck around and crash
I'm so tired of them cars like
He let me hold some
Why let you hold some
When you don't hold nothin
You scared to get a bag, boy, you don't want no money
Two fuckers on these hoes, nigga, you a hoe, homie
Why the fuck you losin, nigga, go and get some pay
Why the fuck you losin, nigga, is always in the way
Why the fuck I'm winnin' cause it's green and there ain't space
Fuck them 43, 11, 96, do me great
Niggas mad cause I got it
Niggas mad, I ain't stoppin
Shit, I'm mad, I can't fit my hoes' stash in my pocket
Niggas mad
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Niggas mad cause I got it
Niggas mad, I ain't stoppin
Shit, I'm mad, I can't fit the hoes' stash in my pocket
Niggas mad, they doin' bad
Can't seem to get a bag
I'm so motherfuckin' happy, I ain't down to my last
Niggas mad
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