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4 years ago

Money coming out the front stash Big bands All blues I need a hundred bands Flip that Hop in the foreigne then I smash Duckin One time then I smash Blunt rolled with gas Eyes low Jackie chan You can see contrast See me through glass I just want the bag Never gotta brag I like the cuop with roof off Or the black jag Digital dash Trappin out the pad In the man in the city with plan They should make my own brand Gotta expand Fuck 12 they can get mag look em dead in the yes With a mask It’s time to get payed Sittin side ways Making plays Everyday Betta obey My rhymes Slay in 6 diffent ways Like bullet graze Nothing but aim Drop yo body off a plane Watch remains Decade Ask my pops how I was raised Interrogate I know no names Faded off 10 diffent strains Every bar spit Is so hot , I could blow flames I’m in middle school Mark Twain I had bad grades But now I’m stacking paper up Just to maintain Till they put in the grave But this gold chain Kind of feel like a slave Cuz I stay in my own lane Make one call Have my goons come spray Like they max Payne

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