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Get money. And Imma get money
I’m rapping and I’m in college, and y’all think it’s funny
When I fucked yor bitch she said she felt it in her tummy
After I fucked that hoe, I came, now there’s a stain on me
Too much swag, so I sell that shit on Craigslist
My niggas will rob your ass and leave your ass penniless
I’ll roll 15 deep like the Need for Speed blacklist
Bitch I’m the bomb so you can call me a terrorist
Last Kings shopping, I copped that snake skin hat
Got that Peas and Carrots black tee on my black back
With my YG bookbag, my swag is where it’s at
I bet you my outfit today prolly cost about a stack
I rep the west coast like I play for the Dodgers
This sweater looking fresh like my father is Mr. Rodgers
Your bitch wants my meat, call my dick Oscar Meyer
Take it to the head, I got a couple of Jagermeister’s
That [?] got a black cat I call that pussy bad luck
I’m from the northside but not where my mascot is a duck
I just named my chopper Whammy, do you want to press your luck?
Have your ass fucked up like Bugs do Daffy Duck
With my OF socks, I’m muthafuckin’ balling
Crossing niggas breaking ankles, make these basic niggas crawling
Shoot from downtown like I live in fucking Boston
#1, D. Rose. Adidas, Spalding
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