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I got all this money, all this weight What you tryna flex about? When you smoke this many backwoods What could you stress about? Homie keep on gettin' tight with me We gon' have to stretch him out Take ya off your high horse Off the highway exit route I need a billion before I die I ain't gon' take me no less amount I ain't friendly, I ain't social If it ain't the money then what we gon' text about? I'm at peace all the time I got rich 'cause I was tired of stressin' out Makin' plays from afar Pullin' strings like I played my guitar (Smokin') moonrocks, thought I came down from Mars No, but I reach for the stars You reach for anything on me And they gon' pull up in them ambulance cars (Lettin' off) buck shots, and we never duck shots Thought I was sippin' espresso There's so many mothafuckin' mugshots No No such thing too much dough Letras de cancionesNo such thing too many hoes No such thing Okay, no No such thing too much dough No such thing too many hoes No such thing Okay, no No such thing Think I'm goin' broke, goin' out sad, I'll do no such thing Think homie runnin' up on me, he gon' do no such thing Got a easy way to get rich? I don't need no such thing Okay, no No such thing too much dough No such thing too many hoes No such thing Okay, no No such thing too much dough No such thing too many hoes No such thing Okay, no Movin' out the lot super speed I move unusually Bank teller know me by my first name 'cause they gettin' used to me I got up out of the city with speed It's not what it used to be I got a car and it's full of some homies of mine And they all gonna shoot for me I had to put down the xans, work wrapped in the saran Tryna die from Uncle Sam Y'all runnin' out of the re-up from your plug I re-upped on rubber bands I got the bands on me, but it's no Summer Jam 'cause I got the upper hand You try to touch it then you gonna make me a wanted man Okay, no such thing too much dope At the game, only do front row Burner in my pocket, who want smoke? Say they want it then they Usain Bolt Doin' the dash on 'em, hope he got cash on him, yeah Two thousand dollars on jeans and I spilled all my ash on 'em Okay, no No such thing Think I'm goin' broke, goin' out sad, I'll do no such thing Think homie runnin' up on me, he gon' do no such thing Got a easy way to get rich? I don't need no such thing Okay, no No such thing too much dough No such thing too many hoes No such thing Okay, no No such thing too much dough No such thing too many hoes No such thing Okay, no I'ma do no such thing Think I'm goin' broke, goin' out sad, I'll do no such thing Think homie runnin' up on me, he gon' do no such thing Got a easy way to get rich? I don't even know such thing From Letras Mania