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Hey bud it's Craig, saw that you're in the studio, f*ck that shit up
Countin' up this cash
Give your girl a rash
F*ck her in the ass
Sucking on my dick in class
My money green like grass
Yo shit blue
When I grow my shit gon' blow
Pull on my dick she gon' blow
When I come over it's a thrill
Poppin a pill shit got me hazy
Shit got me going crazy
Making these bands y'all been lazy
When it comes to these bands y'all got none
See me in the streets you gon' run
Yo girl gon' give me some
Yeah she might just make me cum
My jumper wet like a pool
You f*ck with me you a fool
You f*ck with CAO you a hoe
Next year I'm going on tour
Backstage we making your mom scream
We making that bitch cream
Hop in the beam, hop in the whip
Take a sip, take a rip
Of this boof make you poof
Bitch I'm magic
See me in the streets its gon' be tragic
Count up my cash count up my dough
My ice is cold as snow
Count up all my green
Gonna have a mil by fifteen
I'm on that money routine
This shit just in my genes
I got a fire cuisine, feasting on chow mein
Put me in the hall of fame, if they don't its a shame
Lowkey sick of this hate
Me blowing up its just fate
My shit only growing
Its raining, its pouring
I'm wet of hate
Y'all think that I'm trash but that just ain't the case