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This shit getting bad see I got niggas mad cause they done reach they max

Smooth criminal

Micheal Jackson money pay me bleach the racks

Peep the glare reflect off this moncler

We 8 deep in a lack

And bro nem second row trying to fuck em up yea tay keith in the back

Flexed up in the front them pockets look obese

Too quick went ran the check up in a month been solid since 03

Fuck crash his dumbass went out sad and robbed him with no ski

We stack cash and stay out the way our problems cost a fee

Costing me

That fee dead

This and that what she said

This and that what he said

Won't come direct cause he scared

Flash pape cause money talk president can't cause he dead

No fakery the stash look like a

Bakery I keep bread

That fee dead

This and that what she said

This and that what he said

Won't come direct cause he scared

Flash pape cause money talk president can't cause he dead

No fakery the stash look like a bakery I keep bread

I keep gang

In the cut when we hang

Peep game

Glocks dont tote no cheap things Way too up can't see lames

Fuck fashion yeah my Tee plain Bitch want me buy her a drink

The fuck I look like T pain

And all the guys catching plays stay pullin up frm deep range

Mhm

Swish

Didn't miss

Sneaky turnt to diss

Scratch 10k off the list

Middle mans get cook like griddle mans a side you gotta pick

Quick to make the earnings triple bands while ridin in a lyft

Chase done popped again

Catch eyes when we walkin in Show flaw and we won't talk again

Them losses hurt it cost to win Niggas playin tough

But you broke little boy it cost to spin

Get to it when you with us

Go getters we all bosses twins

That fee dead

This and that what she said

This and that what he said

Won't come direct cause he scared

Flash pape cause money talk president can't cause he dead

No fakery the stash look like a bakery I keep bread

That fee dead

This and that what she said

This and that what he said

Won't come direct cause he scared

Flash pape cause money talk president can't cause he dead

No fakery the stash look like a bakery I keep bread