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I'm going Johnny finna take off like a Rocket This green fit my pocket Kick the door give a f*ck if you lock It Smoke all this Kush to escape from My problem Surrounded by hittas and bad bitches Open the stash some gas missing Dammit I think one of my pottas Done got me F*ck it now I'm on yo ass nigga Toting some big Glocks Got me a big knot Rolex for the wristwatch Think you gone take it, I think not Always on the go I can never sit still Sitting on yo ass ain't gone pay all These bills Shawty gone ride cus she love the Thrill Say that she hungry put my meat on Her grill 12s in the trunk neighbors here my Knocking Counting up a check to Kodak ain't No flockin' Nigga push up gone put one in his Noggin Toting heavy metal that how I'm Rocking Stay in iY and some different Designers Laid back getting some head on a Recliner Glock 17... toting a minor Wiping ya nose... knock out all your Sinus Plugged on the flights, she employed By Spirit Shipping some loud, I hope they Don't hear it Suck at Freestyling, I write all my Lyrics Counting up a check in a wonderful Feeling It gets no better.. we chasing this Cheddar F*ck how you feeling, put it in a Letter But iproly won't read it, that nigga Conceited My niggas gone ride, just give em a Reason I'm in my bag now I'm on they ass now Turn into a cash cow Didn't need no handouts Watch the screen when I back out Walk in Neimans and cash out Lil mama didn't fwm then, I know That she mad now I'm in my bag now I'm on they ass now Turn into a cash cow Didn't need no handouts Watch the screen when I back out Walk in Neimans and cash out That nigga didn't fwm then, I know That she mad now I had to get up and get it Lil bitch ain't got time for no chilling F*ck these lil bitches feelings Tryna come up on a Milli You nigga fly like I'm from Philly Young nigga fly like I ball for the Eagles Ain't wit the bullshit check my Demeanor Just got my Mocleir out of the Cleaners Choppa hitting notes I'm riding wit a Singer Glock safety right under my finger Jump in the pussy yeah she is a Creamer Need all of my money, my palms just Got a tingle Bad Latina look just like Salina She call me Popi Beat up the pussy like rocky Making a mess she giving me sloppy These niggas some haters.. they need Them a hobby I'm in my bag now I'm on they ass now Turn into a cash cow Didnt need no handouts Watch the screen when I back out Walk in Neimans and cash out Lil mama didn't fwm then, I know That she mad now I'm in my bag now I'm on they ass now Turn into a cash cow Didnt need no handouts Watch the screen when I back out Walk in Neimans and cash out That nigga didn't fwm then, I know That she mad now
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