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Q:]
What's 50 grand to a muh like me, can you please remind me?
Shit, remind ya
Put steel behind ya
Put ya five ya
Better out with' all that flossin' potna
(Ball so hard) you must be
Leave em in the with his shoelaces missin'
And up off his feet
Pistol gonorrhea nigga
skeet
Soul
Rock
Dot
Hippy, TDE
Well fuck it let's 4-peat
A dope dealer, uh, ADHD, fuck that
Let's bake coke and cook
the sheriffs, the gang unit
Fuck
hoes or wring ya bread, she love tracks

Crack of
Figg get it, we get it, yeah
get the money, yeah
All season, year
Niggas better our star poppin
Before I start the reup with oxycontin

On we see it
We it
We it
We get it
It's stormin', snowin', it's floodin'
And still out here
On we see it
We need it, we it
We get it
Figg get the yea
get the money yea

Uh, 50 grand to a muh fucka like you, you still need a reminder?
(Yeah, so)
I'm loco
38 brown [?] him coco
around the block boy
em go go
Don't shootin til ya all red tho
tape muh fucka shoulda yield ho (shoulda yield ho)
Why you all fo'?
See yo' gangsta ass at the crossroads

The turn your lieutenant into a tenant
And if ya spinnin' ya jaw dented
I'm a grown man dog, I ain't
The end has
So, keep weed and big
Big
Brought on her
The ghost, she speak in tongues
Murder
Why even run when done
you must got me confused
Bitch I'm the groove
On side makin moves
Drive to more than I do to church
No AC, but the work, MURK!