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[Verse 1]
What’s the problem? I be smoking gas that make you nauseous
Stop it.. That shit you smoking don’t make you no profit
But watch this, I can show you how to make a knot quick
Me & my niggas got it, no problems
Enough wit that nonsense, I want you to know I despise it
Flip the pack fast as you can blink.. Call me light switch
Lean wit some ice bitch.. Yeah you whipped right but you done started pouring up & you ain’t even grab a Sprite ?
What type of shit you on?
Tryna take me out my zone
In the studio wit stupid styrofoam & o’s of strong
Purp? Yeah that’s my cologne
Smell like welchs put me on
Make the merch, that’s the shit that we be on
[Hook]
What you know bout chasing commas?
Grind all night til the sun up
Paranoia got me tripping.. I’m tripping
But I can’t help it I just got a fetish ..
The money I’m stacking.. Yeah I gotta have it
I just got a fetish, the money I’m stacking. Yeah i gotta have it
(Repeat)
Plays coming bukoo fast . It’s no worries I got gas bags for dat ass
& I just laugh when they doubt you & they kiss ya ass
Ya life is sad, shoulda ran ya check up when you had a chance
But you was playing hopping fresh & smoking grams
When you couldn’t stand it ..
Half & half on every pack, we stuck to our plan
But some niggas just don’t hustle right
They lost in them trendz ..
It takes a lot to be a man, my forces advanced
We coming for a show, long as promoters is payin
Them niggas throw they salt, til the slugs get to spraying
Might teach you game but you niggas don’t wanna listen ..
At night I put my hands together, & I pray because …
[Hook]
[Outro]
I had read that.. Mark train said . The lack of money, Is the root all evil
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