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Ayy, ayy-ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy Ayy, ayy Ayy-ayy I got HitMan on the beat Yeah Flexin’ hard, bitch, I’m up, I swear to God I’m so used to countin’ money, I count a million in the dark She said she don’t fuck with girls until I meet her, fuck old girl Count a million in her face, I’m on my mind like Uncle Earl Yeah-yeah Treat a nigga just like Wheezy, get him outta here, huh Put that forn up, you ain’t slick, don’t get beside yo’ soul, huh Pushin’ pounds outside the trap look like I bodybuild, huh I got hoes cheatin’ on they nigga for a body lift, huh I can’t beef with none of these niggas who cooperatin’ She gon’ do whatever I tell her just like Simon said, ayy I just popped a “mm-hmm”, I couldn’t wait to take it Nigga, don’t try me like no rapper, this shit entertainment I done showed ‘em so much love, these niggas still be hatin’ Had to know I told my bro when she told me, “Don’t say shit” I’ma [?] on vanish mode ‘cause I can’t put my face in I can’t stay in the streets, [?], once these hoes basic I could sell these for a band and do ‘em dirty Letras de cancionesI’ma make ‘em hate my gang, Kyrie Irving, uh I done sold so many turkeys, I’m turken, nigga Two hoes just on me, bet she like a circus, nigga Yeah Flexin’ hard, bitch, I’m up, I swear to God I’m so used to countin’ money, I count a million in the dark She said she don’t fuck with girls until I meet her, fuck old girl Count a million in her face, I’m on my mind like Uncle Earl Yeah-yeah Treat a nigga just like Wheezy, get ‘em outta here, huh Put that forn up, you ain’t slick, don’t get beside yo’ soul, huh Pushin’ pounds outside the trap look like I bodybuild, huh I got hoes cheatin’ on they nigga for a body lift, huh I’ma buy this bitch, huh I’m a trapper, nigga, huh It don’t cost nothin’ for the four to get active with him, huh I’m still outchea with them bags lookin’ like Santa ‘nem, huh Trappin’ dead, you nigga scared, and I don’t feel that shit, huh How I feel, huh, ask me how I feel, huh I woke up with a mill’ when we was just stuck in the field, huh Tell me how you lit when you ain’t put bro in position, huh Soon as I pull up, she take ‘em off ‘cause I’m that nigga, huh Uh, I’m that nigga, huh, bitch, I’m that nigga, huh Uh, I’m that nigga, huh, bitch, flexin’ hard Uh, I’m that nigga, huh, bitch, I’m that nigga, huh Uh, I’m that nigga, huh, huh, flexin’ hard Flexin’ hard, bitch, I’m up, I swear to God I’m so used to countin’ money, I count a million in the dark She said she don’t fuck with girls until I meet her, fuck old girl Count a million in her face, I’m on my mind like Uncle Earl Yeah-yeah Treat a nigga just like Wheezy, get ‘em outta here, huh Put that forn up, you ain’t slick, don’t get beside yo’ soul, huh Pushin’ pounds outside the trap look like I bodybuild, huh I got hoes cheatin’ on they nigga for a body lift, huh From Letras Mania