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(Pyrex Whippa) Ain't to many I can trust I let these rubber bands bust I got money Ion't even touch the shit collecting dust A hater gon' say this and that, but they already know what's up with us I got a rob with all these guns they might just try to stick me up Lil hoe trying to give me bonds cause my songs going up If I ever touch this bitch you know she must of asked some love Lil bruh he only ten book the set you know he throw it up My boy just called me from the pen he said "We finally going up" Wrap the shoot I'm on the stage with that pocket rocket tool Made so many Milwaukee Bucks Told a fan is all love, but just watch how you walk you know Cause I've been shot and I've been crossed and I be quick to buss Think this shit be sweet you crossed the line you know theirs repercussion Come from the muddy Now my condo view the whole city Don't need no wash and dryer fuck it add another stove If they count to the end who want fire beef a little business They know we keep it silent and they know we handle whole business I woke up this morning with a hundred missed calls Check came in cleared their was a 100 racks top Left out the bank big old bags hurt my back bone Ain't to many I can trust sometimes I feel like I'm alone Letras de cancionesAin't to many I can trust I let these rubber bands bust I got money Ion't even touch the shit collecting dust A hater gon' say this and that, but they already know what's up with us I got a rob with all these guns they might just try to stick me up Lil hoe trying to give me bonds cause my songs going up If I ever touch this bitch you know she must of asked some love Lil bruh he only ten book the set you know he throw it up My boy just called me from the pen he said "We finally going up" All this money coming in, but I got problems pilling up You know this money sorry Pourn' up lean and baby ball Got Saint Laurent all over my collar Let 'em count that guala No I didn't go to College They want verse they send deposit With a hearse I'm dropping body's Too many racks I can't even count that shit might give me Alzheimer's They might just try to cross me, but that shit like crossing bow wow In my hood that shit get live wire it's hot that shit done set on fire I pull up in a cat burning tires My prices going higher Ain't to many I can trust I let these rubber bands bust I got money Ion't even touch the shit collecting dust A hater gon' say this and that, but they already know what's up with us I got a rob with all these guns they might just try to stick me up Lil hoe trying to give me bonds cause my songs going up If I ever touch this bitch you know she must of asked some love Lil bruh he only ten book the set you know he throw it up My boy just called me from the pen he said "We finally going up" Ain't to many I can trust I let these rubber bands bust I got money Ion't even touch the shit collecting dust A hater gon' say this and that, but they already know what's up with us From Letras Mania