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Cash I got it When it comes to dat swag, I got it I-Inna trap we got bags, exotic M-My li ho she got ass got body Addy boosting my mood Bae I got problems Am I high off my ass Im prolly' On the moon ima Astronaut Grabba inna blunt, it get me a lil higher Just roll it up, roll it up Good gas all in my system Good mud all in my pitcher No he cant fw us, these niggas don't want issues B-Binary's on every pistol G-Gotta whole team full of threats like the Bad Boy Pistons Boy gang not on shit that's a band full of sissy's My boy got range with the stick, nigga no we ain't missin' Ion share names with the bitch we just f*ck wit no feelings Shawty keep saying I'm sick, told that ho I'm the illest D-Dont got no heart its on numb I cant feel it H-B-K don't wear no capes ima villain R-Racks inna safe I get paid for my healing Niggas be broke ion een want no dealings AR-15 with a scope for my killings These niggas hoes put that shit on my children' Gun in the holster got pole in concealment Huh P-Pole on my side Yea, Melly shit I got murder my mind Yea, uh nigga know I'm on timing Uh, Dej Loaf let a nigga come try me Yea this shit can get violent Stand on 10 we ain't doing no hidin' L-Like we on ice skates you know that we slidin' Nigga diss on my gang its gone be homicide And you know that I I get high as a pilot Off these drugs I cant een feel my body Yea I'm geeking up Off this weed I get silent By myself smoke this green while i'm private Calm my nerves, these drugs keep me from wildin' When I'm sober all I think is violence Smoke so much think I boosted my tolerance Codiene my cup, dozing off of this violet Cash I got it When it comes to dat swag, I got it I-Inna trap we got bags, exotic M-My li ho she got ass got body Addy boosting my mood Bae I got problems Am I high off my ass Im prolly' On the moon ima Astronaut Grabba inna blunt, it get me a lil higher Okay, Im high away Outerspace Sippin drank till I cant feel shit Foreign bae Giving face She gone suck me till she cant feel shit Drip contagious Super raver Dressed in full black I'm on my drill shit Chasing highs Pouring mud Potion mixing, ho I feel like a chemist All I know is dead presidents, I cant name em if he not on a bill bitch Killers never moving hesitant, see his target then my shoot gone kill shit Ran off on 12 for the hell of it, Supercharged the cat that ho gotta kill switch Micro drac came with banana clip, 762.'s inna stick like to peel shit Told ha come f*ck wit my gang, she got used to them lames now that ho want some real shit F*ck from the back know I'm banging, turn to a goat when I'm off of dat pill bitch Triple K's wit me I'm hangin' shit, nigga run up then I'm catching a kill quick Healthy asf but I'm still pouring Codeine my cup like a young nigga still sick You did me shit but a young nigga still on his shit, ho without you I'm still lit Money on me I could go drop a check on my fit and a young nigga still rich I broke ha heart and she want me to come back and fix it? No bae ian Felix This just the start I cant stop till my name on the charts ho I'm tryna touch millions