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This ain't a milli rock, this a money dance And my dick ain't hard, that's a 30 in my pants I got 30 of them bands, I'ma make a scrip of dance And I'ma *** a nigga bitch cause he nerdy, she a fan The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand If you need it, hit my line, know I got it on a man I see cotton, this was Xans, that's what made me all these bands Niggas talkin' hella reckless, so we laying all these hens Bang, bang, bands, all I think about commas 30 in a 40, all I think about drama I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas Bang, bang, bands, all I think about commas 30 in a 40, all I think about drama I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas I need money, I need weed, I need drink Niggas knockin', ain't a fiend and I'm straight These niggas tellin' stories, but they don't be who we think Talkin' like he ain't a pussy, but he lyin' in your face I been bossin' since a rookie, watchin' niggas from the back Smokin' cookie out the package, shootin' niggas rockin' black Peds gettin' taxed, I guess I'm back to sellin' crack Gotta lick for a couple racks and tell a nigga where it's at This ain't a milli rock, this a money dance And my dick ain't hard, that's a 30 in my pants I got 30 of them bands, I'ma make a scrip of dance And I'ma *** a nigga bitch cause he nerdy, she a fan The molly either white or it's yellow, that's what I'm sayin' If you need it, hit my line, know I got it on a man I see cotton through those ends, that's what make me all these bands Niggas talkin' hella reckless, so we layin' all these hens I said, big juice, but you niggas probably knew that I'm ridin' round with two straps, I'm wavin' like a durag My niggas see a lick, we finna hit it, niggas do that I cheated on my bitch, I'm bout to go and buy a new bag You niggas almost made it, but you didn't, nigga, too bad I'm cashin', countin' 40 bands off the back end What happened? Niggas talkin' reckless till we spazzin' Poppin' in my nigga, you ain't really bout that action I tell that bitch to send him clothes right now I'm tryna get it, tryna get this *** goin' right now, right now I've been jiggin' on these for a while, nigga, how you turn a cool hunnid to a light dial, light dial This *** regular, baby, I swear to God No, you can't compare with us, lady, yo, this the mob All my niggas ready, like Freddie, if it's a prop Chop a nigga nice, come get it, you're finna pop This ain't a milli rock, this a money dance And my dick ain't hard, that's a 30 in my pants I got 30 of them bands, I'ma make a script of this And I'ma *** a nigga bitch, cause he nerdy, she a fan The molly either white or it's yellow, that's what I'm sayin' If you need it, hit my line, know I got it on a man I see cotton through those ends, that's what make me all these bands Niggas talkin' hella reckless, so we layin' all these hens Niggas talkin' hella reckless, so we layin' all these hens