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[Intro]
Aight man…
No lengthy intro this time doe man
Ya’ll know who I am– ya’ll know what I do
Ya’ll know what I do
I said ya’ll know what I do, what I do
It go like dis
I got a millie on da motherfucking track
And I know what I’m doing…
And I got my dawg to da right of me
And I know that I got so much influence
Ye, from dem motherfucking niggas who was living in the streets all day
Errbody know I rep dat, all day, so
Are you ready for dis?
If you think dis was a verse
Well no, dis da intro, shoutout to my nigga Jiggaty Bang
He’s my nigga from the way
[Verse 1]
Look at this man, I got so much money
How do I spend it? Do I look like I’m trynna be funny?
No I ain’t, I’m in a predicament, and you ain’t
And you ain’t
Look at dis cash… how do I spend it?
How do I spend it?
Yo nigga, I ain’t even pretending
But I know that I got a couple bitches nigga!
Oh he just said that! In a rap song?
Holy shit– I just fucked a bitch
How she did it on the motherfucking pole
Got a nigga going „god damn! Look at dat hoe!”
It was like slow-mo looking at dat ass go bang biggity bang bang
Up and down, up and down, like what I wanna do with her in the bed, nigga
Recording at 1:44
Put this motherfucking dick in a frame
Fuck da money and fuck da fame
I’m already famous and I got a lot of money, nigga
Golden retriever, cause I’m golden, and I retrieve, yo
I got a bitch and she look pretty nice
I’ma put my dick in her, bang her worse, and I don’t know how I’d ever do that
But I know that I got a lot of money and I put it in a muhfukkin stash
And if I try to rap too fast, then I might…
I might
Hy-per-ventilate
And then I fuck a bitch pretty hard rice on da ass
And you know that I got a lot of lot of lot of da cash
And you know I keep that shit in a secret stash
You motherfuckers better not bash
But I do it in this rapping
And everybody know that I got a lot of motherfucking people in my way
Gotta go in through trap and everybody better sit back *hyperventilating*
*incomprehensible*
Oh… shit…
I just went off so uh, here’s a little extra piece for you, breh
It go like dis
[Verse 2]
I’m in the rhythm, you motherfuckers isn’t
I got so much money, you motherfuckers living like a peasant
I feel like Lil Wayne, why?
Cause I’m 6 ft, 7 ft, now 8 ft, 9 ft
You motherfuckers in heaven but why?
Cause I sprayed you with my Mac-11
Put you in motherfucking heaven
Das why, das why people looking at me
I’m da nigga who loving dis shit
Guess what nigga? You da one in da pit
You da one who getting tagged; toe-tagged
Not like „tag: you’re it”
Look at me! Look at me! Sagging down below my knees
Talking about how I smoke trees
And guess what motherfucker? I blow that shit in the breeze
Motherfucker you ain’t got no steaze
And by „steaze” I mean style with ease
Who don’t know what I do cause I talking like dis cause I got cheese
What da fuck you doin? I put you in a basket– laundry
You ugly as fuck– ugly
How da fuck I came up wit dat line?
I looked at 2Chainz
She got a big booty, so I call her „big booty”
I’m a bit moody
So I shoot you in yo big booty
And I don’t mean that in a good way
That’d be pretty motherfucking gay
You got like a really, really, really fat booty and girls don’t like it
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