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Nigga be talking that huh Nigga ain't talking 'bout nun, huh-huh I just been talking that huh I just been talking that money, yeah-yeah Can't communicate if it ain't bout them funds, huh-huh My location off like I'm on the run, huh-huh Rock Balenci', whoa, she like Saint Laurent, ha-ha I'm all in her jaw just like bubble gum, yuh-huh Thought she was your bro till I told her I want some Can't pop G6, Gelato #41 in my lungs 7:30 when it is 7, yeah, red rum Switchana, it's a box on the back of my gun My new bitch with baby money, she walked in the lady money Expensive, I'm on the same high as Saturday and Sunday You might never feel this high 'cause you ain't rich like this She might never get a ring, she fucked the whole clique I think I want her, hold up, nah, that's just the drugs Hit the lickyana, walked in with my mask and my gun I've been taking opioids, but I keep a cup and a blunt I ain't gotta stunt her, yes, I know this ho gonna fuck me Got my twin to the left and he punching Huh, that bitch all on a g6, pussy bussing That's my goat, yeah, my bitch booty stuffy Think I'm extra, see me walk out over tussin' Prada plug, we cashing out, don't need no fronting Letras de cancionesAll the promoters cashing out, they paying money I still be killing on them couches, ain't got nothin' Don't do new friends, it's plenty of bitches and lots of hundreds Shawty sitting on a pool I'm an animal, I belong in a zoo Some of partners bang red, don't know too many blue Blues in my pocket of my religion trues I mean true religion She a video vixen She got only fans I'm a money maker I get only bands Hit her with the fentanyl and serve it to your man My London bitch fuck with the whippet, yeah, she off the can My LA bitch fuck with Molly, she off tan tan My Florida bitch off opioids, yeah, she on brand My model bitch smoke cigarettes, she setting up her stance I do magic 30's money, huh, I bet I make her dance Walk in this bitch with my steel On 10, I'm ready to drill Don Julio, she want some Scotch Codeine that lean for real Since 2016, been cracking them seals Since 2015, been popping them pills I gave her a bean, she split it with the whole team and all her hoes got killed Dunk on yo bitch, I ball I got skills Too much water, aw I grew gills You get high for fun and I get high to switch my feels I'm gon' just be fine, give a fuck 'bout being real I keep nodding off, I cracked a seal In her pussy, 'bout to drown, navy seal Shawty going north, she popped a pill Treat a thot like some shorts, cut her off for real We got foreign trucks climbing up the hill Fuck a boring bitch, gave her a lil' thrill I'm only 22 but made a couple mil' I tell her be 5, I'm with the 5's, naw, for real Hit the E way, let the bird get loose Maybach, 4 seat, but Mr. Bitches by the twos I'm off that boot rocking Balenciaga boots Call up the troops, make your partner go poof 00 5, 00 5, we the truth A place to die, tell them this shit ain't Youtube In the field, don't need to think, just make a move Washing money in the sink till it turn blue Nigga be talking that huh Nigga ain't talking 'bout nun, huh-huh I just been talking that huh I just been talking that money, yeah-yeah Can't communicate it ain't 'bout them funds, huh-huh My location off like I'm on the run, huh-huh Rock Balenci', whoa, she all Saint Laurent, ha-ha I'm all in her jaw just like bubble gum, huh-huh Thought she was your bro till I told her I want some Can't pop G6, Gelato #41 in my lungs 7:30 when it is 7, yeah, red rum Switchana, it's a box on the back of my gun From Letras Mania