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(Hit the boulevard, goin' hard, I be on the job) M.D.B (I can't take a loss, watch your mouth and the way you talk) (Hit the boulevard, goin' hard, I be on the job) Uh Um (I can't take a loss, watch your mouth and the way you talk) Yea Hit the boulevard, I been goin' hard I don't see shit stoppin', nigga, f*ck a menopause I been standin' on the law, one car, two doors Hit a button, drive sport, fast lane, crash course In my way, kudos, wrist been on wooden floors Diamonds wet, like I'm doin' dishes, this is not a chore Hustle hard, now I stand on business on my tippy toes Swipin' cards, I don't even know which one I wanna use Money bag, I ain't lookin' in it less I'm seein' blues Duffel bag, boy, I won't count it less I'm countin' blues Hundred bands, boy, bet I see that shit 'fore twenty-two Off your ass, boy, cause we got to get this money, too She a bad one, and she wear her hair colorful And her ass plump, she a handful, plentiful Run them bands up, now my pockets lookin' hungry, too Run them bands up, now my pockets lookin' hella full Broke the Backwood, now I'm smokin' on that medical Keep it Don't make it federal Niggas know I'm rollin' on the beat just like a pedal do They know when they hearin' M.D.B, this shit a banger, too Nigga better not try and run up on me, he better blow it, too Told him better stop actin' like it's beef before you lose a tooth Told him better keep that shit from me before I lose my cool Told they ass to keep that shit a hundred, keep it to the rule They don't know a nigga know a lot, I learned a lot at school Showed me that it's always time to play and then it's time to work They know when I hop up on the beat, a nigga goin' berserk Told her when her ass come around me, she better wear a skirt Told her when she throw that fuckin' ass, she better make it hurt They know that I'm higher than a bitch, I'm high as Captain Kirk Told me that she like my fuckin' tats, she said "take off your shirt" They know that I love them fuckin' checks, I love the way they flirt They know that this shit from out the mud, this shit from out the dirt They know when I press a fuckin' button, make this bitch go skirt Told him that I'm rollin' up this honey, this shit not no Perk Lately I've been stackin' up this money, I'm feelin' unbothered Don't you fuckin' text me less it's Money, f*ck do you be wantin? Broke a Backwood, I stuck my thumb in, stuffed with marijuana They don't know I'm hoppin' on these beats like I did it on purpose They don't know I'm fuckin' on these beats like the bitch was a virgin