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Tell these niggas chill man (tell these niggas chill)
They gon want beef, I always keep it stale
Hatin on my music (uh) or my sex appeal
You know I got them ho’s, can’t take no ho (can’t take no ho)
Money make the world go… (Money make the world go)
Money make them panties go… (Money make them panties go
I’m off them Xannies tho (Xannies ho)
Carti… I got many ho’s
Old money, new hundreds, nigga pray for me
Young shootas, twin pistols, nigga pray for me
Damn my life I been this way, nigga stop mocking me
Go in the pistol shop with me man, I can’t do no lease (hell nah)
Like real shit… nigga hatin on me, nigga on my dick
Know I’m out here gettin rich, I’m with my click
Yo bitch choosin me… she want this shit
When I woke up, ??? in my squad
Payin up the flips and I spend a couple racks
And I’m on this lean so, I can’t feel my face
And I got this bad bitch, she gon give me face
Tell these niggas chill man (tell these niggas chill)
They gon want beef, I always keep it stale
Hatin on my music (uh) or my sex appeal
You know I got them ho’s, can’t take no ho (can’t take no ho)
Money make the world go… (Money make the world go)
Money make them panties go… (Money make them panties go
I’m off them Xannies tho (Xannies ho)
Carti… I got many ho’s (Damn)
Fade out with ad-libs: (Old money, new hundreds, nigga pray for me
Young shootas, twin pistols, nigga pray for me)











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