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I got that money flow, never stop My long shooter click until your head pop He in that trap and it never stop Feds got behind me, I swear that I never stop Stop that shit I got a bag and you not no bitch In Miami and I just fucked a bad lil bitch Can't stop that shit Look at my wrist, that’s rocks, lil bitch I got some drip on my socks I beat up the bags, box Just bought the Jag with the stash spot Can't fall in love with no damn thot, uh My shit VVS and you still wear the silverware My shooters ain't playin’ fair, they robbin' everywhere Fuck on his broad, now he wanna kill me Motherfuck the feds 'cause they still tryna jail me Walk in the club and we turn it up The fuck nigga tried me, got burnt up When I come in your city my burner tucked Shoot his ass in the face since he act so tough I want more racks, I can't get enough Got a hundred on stripes, we blowin' shit up Double back with this molly, you stiff and you stuck Bitch I'm a rich shooter, be fuckin' shit up Letras de canciones I got that money flow, never stop My long shooter click until your head pop He in that trap and it never stop Feds got behind me I swear that I never stop Stop that shit I got a bag and you not no bitch In Miami and I just fucked a bad lil bitch Can't stop that shit Look at my wrist, that’s rocks, lil bitch I got that money flow, never stop (Right) They sent me deal and that shit was nah Some niggas be snitchin’, some niggas hot (Right) Some niggas be flippin' in with the pot See me I’m no gangster, no lacker, no actor, no chopper The only nigga to admit I'm a rapper You spend your money on a bitch, I just stack up My phone be beepin' like a truck 'bout to back up That’s conference, y'all Bitch I'm a boss (Right) I got lawyers and accountants on call I know shooters, make 'em made they gon' draw Now your body is surrounded by chalk (Yeah) I'm from a place where the doggy gon' bark And if you get hit, they ain't callin' no law But if you get caught, they ain't droppin' no charge Have you eatin' Big Texas while rockin' the orange Wailin' over captain, I'm from that PG, yeah Rappin' over trappin', I made two hundred bands If they come kick in the door (Yeah, yeah) I don't know what happens (IDK) I got that money flow, never stop They sent me deal and that shit was nah Some niggas be snitchin', some niggas hot But ain't none of my niggas was ever locked I got that money flow, never stop My long shooter click until your head pop He in that trap and it never stop Feds got behind me, I swear that I never stop Stop that shit I got a bag and you not no bitch In Miami and I just fucked a bad lil bitch Can't stop that shit Look at my wrist, that's rocks, lil bitch From Letras Mania