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[Verse 1: Devin McNulty & Ian Fletcher]
I’m sorry but you don’t know one thing about me
So many places, people, faces
Sorry that you might think you really know me
But we know that’s not true
[Hook: Devin McNulty & Ian Fletcher]
Now I spend my money up, Hamilton’s on 40’s
A mason jar my favorite cup, sippin’ ’till the morning when I
Probably wake my neighbors up, tell ’em to come pour me
Another shot, then I drop, another fucked up story, alright
[Post Hook: Josh Rosenberg]
Now I spend my money up, rich motherfucker
Mason Jar my favorite cup, rich motherfucker
[Verse 2: Ian Fletcher]
When I smoke, yeah, we roll hot
In the city of the hard knock’s
Picking Harlem bitches like you know we on our globe-trot
Now they’re screaming at me don’t stop, won’t stop
Cause you know I kill ’em when I’m on top, no rocks
Harder than my dick, got a gold cock, no Glock
Chill up in this bitch, we got no prob’s
No hoes ever gonna be the top spot
Making bitches wanna know when I got the flow that you think is dope
When your ho’s on my dick for the millionth time
Better go an see, where she’s gonna be, but she’s gonna be
Sucking „D” for the billionth time
Everybody in the building knows that I’ma make a killin
Then ya be like, „Damn, when’d you get so nice?”
Sippin’ on my mason jar while your bitch, she is sippin’ mine
[Hook: Devin McNulty & Ian Fletcher]
We gon’ spend your money up, cause you know we go that hard
All your crew gon’ hit us up with singles on our Metro-card’s
So single bitches roll with us, ask her if she’ll go there far
All this drank in my cup, sippin’ from my mason jar, alright
[Post Hook: Josh Rosenberg]
Now I spend my money up, rich motherfucker
Mason Jar my favorite cup, rich motherfucker
[Outro: Dylan Kornberg]
„Mom! it’s good! it’s really good! listen!
Mom! listen! it’s good!”
[Ian Fletcher]
Dylan on the track
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