Pulled up on some stuntin I had to hop out, show em I was really that money Heard he was talkin, he was talkin, he aint really it Im from a place, you want a problem Get it jumpin I mix some chronic up with hash up in a Im stuffin And my car, jumpin my car, to the floor Im gunnin And Ive been shitting since before I could afford the You niggas keep on talking classics, I got more coming Order uh
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Yea I em all neighborhood In all of Walkers in You what, lets get it
Pushing through my like Im getting heavy on that dough With a white girl me in a 2 seater, white girl full of coke Straight from Memphis 10, no hater gon stop me Juicy J, been paid, got a Phantom in pockets
Im high as fuck, even see lookin for your momma, that bitch with me Say Im get her high, she gon fuck for free Makes her look better when she on her knees Put her on the cabbage, I do the baggage all this green, rocking all these karats Ridin round, high and a bad habit weed disappear, then you believe in magic
Ridin round gettin all day No man Try get some tonight Now the niggas still call my man Its gon always be cash talk uhm Yep Aint no hoe man talk Im on a chase And you niggas can do that shit if you But uh I got too money tied up So, on note gon never stop making money I know a lot of niggas be damn still at it Told you There always be cash And hoes, clubs thatll never close