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Lời đăng bởi: fenghui.liu

I just ran through a whole pain Got a whole nother M in the bank this week Hope a n***a don't think I'm sweet Lil' homie graduate, buy him a new Jeep Everything mine, don't really like keep All kinda car, n***a, check out my fleet We ran the racks up in the basement, we ain't had no cable Buy every bando on the deck, damn, we ain't got no nails Respectful to a bitch, no manners Yeah, I was runnin' through bags on camera Tantrums, squeeze them too hard, you can't handle this I'ma lie to your honor, I'm scandalous I'm rich, got caught with another n***a, bitch New G-Wagon, 18, no 10s Can't keep up with the money I spent I don't keep count, I just know that I'm gettin' it I been in a room where they gon' take my chain I ain't really trippin' if a young n***a get it Hope they got insurance, n***a, you gon' die with it Break a new guarantee, we make a n***a feel it We ran the racks up in the basement, we ain't had no cable Buy every bando on the deck, damn, we ain't got no nails We got a whole city on its eyes, tell the blood to send all the flavors I never went for extortion, you can't pay a n***a to tell you I paid him Shout out to the real ones who gettin' it, yeah Runnin' around the city, no ceiling, yeah I had to upgrade my livin', yeah Took me some time, but I did it, yeah I'm ballin', I stay on my piggy, yeah Label me one of the real ones, yeah I see them strong shots, anyone I don't hit, man, we killin' them dead Poured up, sippin' on drink Told him that I quit, but I can't I just ran through a whole paint Got a whole nother M in the bank this week Hope a n***a don't think I'm sweet Lil' homie graduate, buy him a new Jeep Everything mine, don't rent it, I keep All kinda car, n***a, check out my fleet We ran the racks up in the basement, we ain't had no cable Buy every bando on the deck, damn, we ain't got no nails We spent for two, a bitch, no manners, yeah I was runnin' through bags on Camberton Told the streets, I'm too hot, you can't handle this I'ma lie to your honor, I'm scandalous I like how she watchin' me This jewelry on me goin' insane I come from the poverty This money ain't makin' me change Everything lit when we go up, yeah Whole lotta four, we go up, yeah My diamonds on fleek, they go up, yeah Everybody sippin', ain't pour up, yeah All the PTs came from Cinco Hope them fours don't hit me with a Rico Dick and make a column, get a kilo Keep it real, you n****s know my stelo Hold that thought, just keep that on the D-Lo We don't pay no notes, don't go through repos We gon' hit them up and make them repos I became a neighborhood hero Tryna listen to my conversation Bank account, a lot of punctuation Told the plug, ain't no more situations Trap house rollin', Roger Davis Pulled up, sippin' on drink, yeah Everywhere I go, big bang And I ain't never withdraw from the bank Yeah, give a damn, what a *** n***a think, yeah Pulled up, sippin' on drink Told him that I quit, but I can't I just ran through a whole paint Got a whole nother M in the bank this week Hope a n***a don't think I'm sweet Lil' homie graduate, buy him a new Jeep Everything mine, only that I keep All kinda car, n***a, check out my fleet We been harassin' up in the basement We ain't had no cable Buy every bando on the dead end We ain't got no neighbors Spent with two a bitch, no manners Yeah, I was runnin' through bags on camera Tent up, speakin' to her, how she can't handle this I'ma lie to your honor, I'm scandalous

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