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Wealthy, wealthy, wealthy Yeah, yeah, yeah Okay, okay Yeah We got a whole lotta shells (You ain't no motherfuckin' killer) Runnin' your shit like cartel Draw down with that Glock leave him pale We say they crew straight to hell All of my shooters, they excellent They say they sick of me I got that medicine I am a loner, don't need you to take care of me Keepin' my foot on they neck till they bury me, ayy Niggas don't know about shootin Know I blow shit like puttin Know I'm big blood, stay boolin Know I'm big truck,stay movin My choppa' equipped with a cooler It came with the cross like a Buddha Up tha bitche look like a roller These niggas don't know what they doin You want that 7-6-2 or double 2-3 Or double 5-6, I don't entertain beef Been smokin' on Chief, I been high all week Every week it was B I found out where you sleepin Grabbin' my keys for the slide on your street Beggin' me please, but I can't show no pity Say I got keys, but you won't let us in We got a whole lotta shells You ain't no motherfuckin' killer Runnin' your shit like Cartel Draw down with that Glock, leave him pale We send they crew straight to hell All of my shooters, they excellent They say they sick of me I got that medicine I am a loner, don't need you to take care of me Keepin' my foot on they neck till they bury me, ayy Pushin' that bitch to the max And with a bitch on my arm like a cast I f*ck with that hoe cause she classy Talkin' in public, the room do her bad I can't even lie shorty nasty That's really the reason that she get a pass , she f*ck with them niggas, they pass her you fell for the trap, sat you down now you mad Told him for to go with his move Nigga, just go with your move My youngin' get paid for the move Plus he go crazy with tools These niggas think it's a game He must be goin' off that cane My niggas bringin' that pain We got a whole lotta shells You ain't no motherfuckin' killer Runnin' your shit like Cartel Try to out with that Glock, leave him pale We send that crew straight to hell All of my shooters, they excellent I know they sick of me, I got the medicine I am a loner don't need you take care of me Keepin' my foot on they neck till they bury me, oh Yeah Yeah Yeah Woah
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