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Everything gucci its kosher Drippin I might need a coaster Burnin that bread like a toaster Racks all inside of the sofa Activist all in my soda Spillin it drippin all over She drive the boat like a Chouffer it's over I had to get through my mind That I can't make shit happen If ima just sit back and wait I had to get on my grind And go put in the work If I wanna come back With a plate Now everybody want a seat At the table Pure white like its kane abel Better stay up in yo lane stable Pull up on you With extension cables Hope that you enjoy I dont play I am not one of them boys He a hoe he a rat he a simp boy That bitch goofy For fuckin with this boy Pop my shit While I'm poppin a bottle Pop a perk While I'm poppin a model She gone f*ck she gone suck She gone swallow You'll get hit with A two two three hollow Don't yo ass get to trippin Im trippin we dump at the Elderly women and children Ain't sparing no spirits I want what was took I dont care what was given Stop and I stare At the man in the mirror Diamonds all on me They white or they blue Can they get any clearer I was the nigga that everyone Held they nuts on till they see I went up in a year huh Aww yeah More money more problems But I gotta problem with Having no money Too smart in these streets I can't move like no dummy And this aint no joke lil bitch This aint no funny Crazy what niggas will do For the money Rob and they rape And they shoot for the money Lyin and hatin Ain't true for the money Ima just hop in the booth For the money Ima just do what I do cause Everything gucci its kosher Drippin I might need a coaster Burnin that bread like a toaster Racks all inside of the sofa Activist all in my soda Spillin it drippin all over She drive the boat like a Chouffer it's over Givenchy on me I'm drippin I'm drippin I'm hot as a kitchen On Thanksgiving Christmas My wrist is so sick I think it need a tissue Im not water whippin But my wrist on stiff Whats the issue If you want that smoke Then just say that I promise My niggas don't play that You can call the blackout a Relaxer cause when these Bullets hit you Bitch you gone lay back Stuff a wood Then I hotbox a maybach Catch me whippin that bitch Like a stoley That bitch wanna f*ck me Cause my rollie That bitch wanna f*ck me And my homies All this money I'm getting It's hard for that nigga To keep up It's hard to control me Told that bitch you can't hit You don't know me Cookin chicken up And macaroni How the f*ck you gone try To be that nigga I am that nigga You niggas ain't I be up early You niggas late Keep them racks And them tools in the safe Keep them racks Of them blues in my face Keep a stack Of some food on my plate Keep a mac And a tool on my waist Case a nigga act stupid okay See this is the problem A lot of you niggas Ain't getting no money Claiming that you really Gettin this money Gambling cant even hit For the money Crazy what niggas will do For the money Rob and they rape And they shoot for the money Lyin and hatin Ain't true for the money Ima just hop in the booth For the money Ima just do what I do cause Everything gucci its kosher Drippin I might need a coaster Burnin that bread like a toaster Racks all inside of the sofa Activist all in my soda Spillin it drippin all over She drive the boat like a Chouffer it's over it's over Everything gucci its kosher Drippin I might need a coaster Burnin that bread like a toaster Racks all inside of the sofa Activist all in my soda Spillin it drippin all over She drive the boat like a Chouffer it's over
Sanatçı: O.K. Hosae Quevoe
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