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Yeah, nigga GMB Pull up, nigga Y'all already know what it is I got White ones I got Black ones Asian ones, too Lookin' at me sideways GMB Rollin' up that weed, reppin' that Taylor Gang Doin' big thangs It's all on my chain, too, nigga, you see that shit V-S's In the watch and the ring, yeah Your bitch love me She love me Boss talk, you don't touch gwop (Gwop) Made it this far, I ain't taking no loss (Hell nah) Let a couple rounds off now your homie can't walk (Can't walk) Soft in the walls, downtown in my loft (Bricks) Six chains on, I'm the wrong one to rob (Hell nah) Got guns in the club, Julio's on his job (Julio) Tap in when you come to the city (Frisco) My goons get money and my girls look pretty (Look pretty) I had purp weed when I turned thirteen Letras de cancionesThey don't really sell bags, they don't work like me I'm still in the game and I'm turnt off lean I'm good with the stove, I ain't burnt no cream (Chef Berner) All I hear is talkin', ain't no guns poppin' (Guns poppin') It's lonely at the top, ain't no one poppin' Another 8 mill, more money, more problems (More problems) More snow bunnies, I'ma need more condoms (Hell yeah) Hit the nightclub, I'ma buy the big bottle Drip-drip on a bitch while I blow this Gelato (Drip-drip) Keep a fully auto, crib out in Cabo Blow big cash like I just hit the Lotto (Cash) Big man shit, big grow in Colorado Ride out to Vegas with clones in the Tahoe (Clones) Big Bern, baby girl, I'm a dope boy And I kill for my brother like Doughboy I'm on my business, you niggas should know me What's up? (Yeah, yeah) If you got, I'm with it, you niggas should know me What's up? (Yeah, yeah) If you know me, you know that I keep it on me Boy, what's up? (Yeah, yeah) Brought them things out the country, just show me the money What's up? (Yeah, yeah) What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? I'm on my money, what's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? (Shit) Keep it on me boy, what's up? Ride through your hood, park my car and I'll be like, "What's up?" (What's up with y'all niggas, man?) She need it cheap plus the room and them keys, bring her up (Ayo, bring that girl upstairs) Ain't with the clique that I claim then I swear I don't trust (I don't know y'all niggas man, straight up) Don't care 'bout what I'm gon' spend, lil' homie, it ain't nothin' (That ain't nothin' to me, let's go) If it ain't a pound of KK then it ain't enough (Hey man, I'm smokin' KK) These niggas can't get in my way, I'm callin' they bluff (I'm callin' y'all bluff this year) If shorty can't roll up a J, I'll teach her to stuff (I'll teach her how to stuff that shit) I make a couple checks a day, it ain't a question (It ain't a question, Taylor Gang) They fall in love when I pull up Zeroes is what my bank full of I'm throwin' money just because You know the gang, you know it's a must that (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm on my business, you niggas should know me What's up? (Yeah, yeah) If you got, I'm with it, you niggas should know me What's up? (Yeah, yeah) If you know me, you know that I keep it on me Boy, what's up? (Yeah, yeah) Brought them things out the country, just show me the money What's up? (Yeah, yeah) What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? I'm on my money, what's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? (Shit) Keep it on me boy, what's up? Talk it, I live it I'm 'bout my business Get it, I want it Just know that I'm in it Talk it, I live it (Yeah) I'm 'bout my business Get it, I want it Just know that I'm in it You already know what time it is Big stones bustin' on my watch Boogers, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Ain't no lil' chips V-V-S Nice, flawless Big turkey bags Big, big, big turkey bags Cryo bags Yeah Talkin' 'bout twenty million dollars buried in a mattress Got about a hundred Ms tucked Big Bay Area business Pittsburgh From Letras Mania