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I can't give a fuckin' hoe money (Go, go) Young nigga, need mo' money Remember days, it was real sunny I remember days, I was real bummy Countin' cash, I be countin' these bucks Bitch fat, she need her tummy tucked If I think you buyin', then you know I'ma up Good drank in a double cup Free my niggas that got out a cup Damn, my niggas in jail gettin' tatted up Feel like the Migos, nigga, add it up Don't fuck with these rappers, or they managers I'm seventeen, I might go to Canada I'm tryna be high as fuck in Canada These niggas talk all on the interwebs Yo car dusty, it got spider webs Pockets they fat, and they look like 10KKev I'm smoking on dope nigga, I don't do meth Fuck with the gang, put yo head on a shelf Been in this shit nigga, I don't need help You keep hatin' on me, you need help Designer jeans sagging, I don't need a belt That's how I was born, so I ride by myself If shit get real, just stay to yourself I ride with a Glock, nigga I'm not by myself Letras de cancionesToo much money, nigga, I might rob myself I think my 'lil Glock need a silencer Them hollow tipped bullets gon' silence ya My bitch mean, she got a bipolar system You ain't nothing but a hoe, a damn victim Actin' sweet nigga, it ain't none of that I'm not finna play, nigga, gimme that When I skirt off, I'm like "Where my partner at?" I think that's him right there in the Pontiac These niggas been snitching and y'all know that Niggas be snitching, and y'all be blowing That pistol on me, and I'm blowing I'ma get up there, keep growing I'm smokin' on dope nigga, I ain't growing Hi-Tec in my hand nigga, [?] Bitch get the blunt nigga, and she choking I don't like 'Addys, but I'm focused Like G Herbo, I'm rolling Car smell like weed, I gotta notice I can't give a fuckin' hoe money (Go, go) Young nigga, need mo' money Remember days, it was real sunny I remember days, I was real bummy Countin' cash, I be countin' these bucks Bitch fat, she need her tummy tucked If I think you buyin', then you know I'ma up Good drank in a double cup I can't give a fuckin' hoe money (Go, go) Young nigga, need mo' money Remember days, it was real sunny I remember days, I was real bummy Countin' cash, I be countin' these bucks Bitch fat, she need her tummy tucked If I think you buyin', then you know I'ma up Good drank in a double cup From Letras Mania