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Hold up, uh, yeah Who a bitch? I ain't going for nothing They love to gossip, and make an assumption (These niggas be fronting, they ain't on nun) Do it myself, you ain't doing it for me These niggas be talking, shutup and get money Tough on the net, now go do it in public I'm rolling up smoke, so you know I won't duck it Big stick, that's all these lil' niggas dumping Don't say you want smoke and get scared when it's coming Lied to my face, coulda' kept it a hundred I'm zooted as f*ck, want a fade? Nigga run it Tired of niggas, keep pushing my buttons Could get you took off, from the push of a button Yeah I got a check I'm feeling fresh I hit her up, you know the rest I love the bag, money like sex I do not flex, just on my ex He getting pressed, for tryna impress Put him on tee, do him like Rex I ain't gon vent, you gon' think I'm a wreck And swear, I coulda crashed But I ain't do it yet Money is evil, it get to yo' head Only time that it don't, is when niggas is dead I ain't gon' speak, because niggas is fed Ain't gon repeat it, you heard what I said Hold up, uh, yeah (Real Scrap shit) Who a bitch? I ain't going for nothing They love to gossip, and make an assumption (These niggas be fronting, they ain't on nun) Do it myself, you ain't doing it for me These niggas be talking, shutup and get money Tough on the net, now go do it in public I'm rolling up smoke, so you know I won't duck it Big stick, that's all these lil' niggas dumping Don't say you want smoke and get scared when it's coming Lied to my face, coulda' kept it a hundred I'm zooted as f*ck, want a fade? Nigga run it Tired of niggas, keep pushing my buttons Could get you took off, from the push of a button