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($iah, $iah, $iah, $iah) Keep a cross across my neck, money on me I'm so blessed She think I'm all about hoes really im all about checks I'm steady puffin these woods I feel it all in my chest Stay on my grind play it smart like chess imma ice out the gang I put on for my set Gotta keep it one hunnid I know they gon change Walk through I'm dripping & making it rain We gon swerve through yo block you hear (Fa Fa) Bang! We shooting in and out of the range This shit not a game, don't need no aim I'm pouring wok inna bottle and watching it sink I'm spreading the hunnids I love Ben Franks These Niggas the same they Copy & Paste I'm done being humble my foot off the break I keep a lil uzi, eternal atake She gotta fat ass I'm grabbing her waste I'm booking a flight when I beat that case My life is a movie, they say I'm the voice I was born to influence These bitches be choosin, I let the hoes come to me I got ice on my neck I be chillin I really be coolin Took off the top when I ride it look clueless Ay shoutout to Nike I really just do it I'm really a boss I just f*ck wit the music He got shot in the heart but it wasn't by Cupid, hop on a flight den I take off Nothing but money and hoes on my radar Ask who the hottest out here they won't say y'all I keep on moving up I cannot wait up, you put no work in out here get yo weight Niggas talking a lot but they do not say much Getting money too easy this shit like a lay up I cannot save her, I'm done doing favors Gotta get to it now I ain't waiting for later Im the pushin the P imma pile my paper she gon hop on the D and just ride like a stable I'm connected like cable she want me to love her but I am not able I stay on the grind but I'm not a skater I give a f*ck bout a hater money come to me like that shit was catered Imma ball like a laker Came from the bottom now we at the top I ain't take elevator... Keep a cross across my neck, money on me I'm so blessed She think I'm all about hoes really im all about checks I'm steady puffin these woods I feel it all in my chest Stay on my grind play it smart like chess imma ice out the gang I put on for my set Gotta keep it one hunnid I know they gon change Walk through I'm dripping & making it rain We gon swerve through yo block you hear (Fa Fa) Bang! We shooting in and out of the range This shit not a game, don't need no aim, I'm pouring wok inna bottle and watching it sink I'm spreading the hunnids I love Ben Franks These Niggas the same they Copy & Paste