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I gotta get the bag I'm bound to flip a sack They thought I blew a sax It was just my strap Manufacturing the facts Aint no chance I get to that If I think you cap Aint no way you make it back I'm going with my gut Trust this hear Like my gat One finger boy she purring Something like a cat She my lil demon See the hell in dat THC I'm wheezing Been inhaling that Peaceful breezes Reducing my problems To pieces Itemize my dreams And reach them Established goals Every moment I'm breathing Momentum turned to the Force of a cheetah Extort the boy He though he was demon I see pussy In your iris I'm scheming Know I'm down to plot Take him down At this spot No matter No thoughts Its about guap The grind get non stop Punch shit no clocks Hit his head up Hell nah we aint bout to box Been spilling sauce Since I could walk Aim on point Absolutely She say she want shots Boy she say Absolute me Ever been so lit The crossfade feeling groovy Look around Could swear I saw this here In a movie I gotta get the bag I'm bound to flip a sack They thought I blew a sax It was just my strap Manufacturing the facts Aint no chance I get to that If I think you cap Aint no way you make it back I'm going with my gut Trust this hear Like my gat One finger boy she purring Something like a cat She my lil demon See the hell in dat THC I'm wheezing Been inhaling that Cut my blinker on Changing lanes Living fast Slow it down for the fam But I'm tryna move faster Get my bag from carry on To full size luggage Trips damn near monthly Monopoly the money Invest in living lovely I hope you pray That nothing touch Lee F*ck around dirt a shooter Favorite shooter For fucking with me I been out here early Get to see Sunrise daily I cherish time Because I know all Dogs gotta die Let my fam know I aint going far Naw i aint going far I gotta get the bag I'm bound to flip a sack They thought I blew a sax It was just my strap Manufacturing the facts Aint no chance I get to that If I think you cap Aint no way you make it back I'm going with my gut Trust this hear Like my gat One finger boy she purring Something like a cat See the hell in dat THC I'm inhaling that Long day man hell and back I can't stand a rat And I can't stand All of that bitching Nigga quit it, nigga Go ahead and get it nigga It's there for everybody Why the f*ck you wishing nigga You think somebody gone Come hand it to you Nigga its your dream You gotta pull it closer Everything not what it seems I gotta get the bag I'm bound to flip a sack They thought I blew a sax It was just my strap Manufacturing the facts Aint chance I get to that If I think you cap Aint no way you make it back