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Jmoneÿy Money on the beat, gang Kelz on this b*tch Money on the kills on this bitch Can't wait to take my day once to Cuba But watch out folks, nem, he got the rooga Preach how trynna save him he talking bout , hallelujah Watch how he approach us, cause he a shooter Got to the cab, up in the stag Play with my money, that's gon' be your last Got a jam pack, yeah, I'm real glad Hop on this bitch, you'll have to pay me back She ain't on whippin' that butter, domestic She a good thick bitch, yeah, yeah, she from Memphis F*ck her shit, now I'm deep in Pacific Hop on my truck, call it my bitch Been in 12 in my ass, so I can't get caught speedin' He says, let me, bitch, I don't believe it Ain't about what up, I'm a two-seater Gang Can't wait to take my day once again But watch out folks, homie, he got the ruler Preach how to say it, homie, scream hallelujah Niggas know not to play it, it'll be risky Told her, bitch, it's over She like, you pimp me She be in the inbox, she bout to pick me I'm for love, baby, she gon' be risky That bitch said she, said she on a diamond She must be drunk, damn, when I'm mad I do the hot shit, hit the next time Disrespect, we lay you down White child, get on the ground Niggas know we don't play around My hydrate, caught a hundred rounds Gang Gang She say I'm whippin' that butter, domestic She a big bitch, yeah, yeah, she in Memphis She wanna pull up, tell me to T Hold on, baby, this ain't limited I'm shit, shit, like Kobe Niggas don't know me Man, I miss my brother And my brother was alive Man, we shootin' hoes All right, Shaq and Kobe Pull up B, we ain't really know me Stump on my hoe, damn, he caught him on those bleeds She said she a water material bitch No, you ain't no trophy Gang And she said she white material, but she ain't no trophy Ayy, you know I'm told him Pissed, told him Yeah, I'm reloading Bitch, I'm loaded I've been blowin' That's all that you can feel in my soul I'm spittin' shit, yeah, out the dome F*ck on D&D, and then you alone You alone the way I be, dawg I give her a bone Send me a text She tell me to come home Can't wait to take my dick once it's cute Watch out, folks He got the real one Preach, try to save him It's time for hallelujah Ayy I'll never be one of them ones in the back You always gotta be first Yeah, that's facts Can't wait to get a milli on my wrist Yeah, that's a fact Hold on, buddy got struck They throwin' out flags These niggas rough That nigga kept runnin' He out of breath I spot out We on rooftop, D He seen gang, yeah, he be free Can't f*ck that bitch She f*ck the streets When I see that one nigga, he act like I'm the boss When I see that one nigga, he act like he don't know Bitch, I'm Wesby Stain His ass a walkin' stain He can't come to my house Cause Wes ain't in the game Shut up Bitch Shut up Bitch What up Bitch Can't get what up Bitch