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Yung Lando on the track, so you know we 'bout to turn up Big money, I'm having it I made a living off cannabis If I give you this dick can you handle it? These hoes be scandalous Sometimes it's hard to manage it Want a verse? That's fifteen bands for this Put his face on a shirt for playing with it And I'll do time in the can for this You was my nigga but you switched over Now I gotta look over my shoulder The streets made my heart colder How the fuck can he afford a Range Rover? Got big racks in my sofa And a V12 stamp on my motor Skrrt, 12 can't catch me She get on her knees to give me a blessing I'm fucking her best friend She giving me head, you popping the question And I keep a weapon It's either the Glock or the Smith & Wesson Leave a nigga resting Put bread on your head, don't know why you testing my patience Get money, don't take vacations Letras de cancionesGet caught, we writing statements Can we fuck without a title, baby? How you let a fuck nigga drive you crazy? They break their neck when I ride Mercedes No not Crip but I count blue faces 'Cause honest shit I'm always in the latest Trap still jump like back in the 80's Big money, I'm having it I made a living off cannabis If I give you this dick can you handle it? These hoes be scandalous Sometimes it's hard to manage it Want a verse? That's fifteen bands for this Put his face on a shirt for playing with it And I'll do time in the can for this Pull up in a V12, I don't need a seatbelt We don't beef over females Sell that shit like it's retail They wonder what we sell Do the dash then we leave 12 Wander around til my feet swell Send a hit out if he tells Four years straight I been in designer She knows I'm the shit, I ain't gotta remind her I been working, you been in recliners I'm balling for real, you niggas just wanna [?] work on the corner [?] bitch I can fuck when I wanna Head so good I'm stuck in a coma I'm in her stomach like she was a donor Big money, I'm having it I made a living off cannabis If I give you this dick can you handle it? These hoes be scandalous Sometimes it's hard to manage it Want a verse? That's fifteen bands for this Put his face on a shirt for playing with it And I'll do time in the can for this From Letras Mania