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Aye 100 thousand every week I'm in my bag Richer then I ever fucking been that's probably why they mad You can catch me out the country with a bad bitch eating crab Doing shows still a sell 100 bows me and my My name and my credit good enough to start a tab Made 2 dollars off of every bow I sold do the math They wonder why I act so childish I gotta laugh I just wanna k k k k kill shit when I get mad Put a button on the chop sound like it's stuttering Another 100 every week this shit be coming in Don't think I'm ever going broke got too much hustle in me I want 20 for a feature but just come with 10 Don't make me feel some type of way or put my youngins on yo ass Niggas think the strikers coming them boys jumping out the cab I been quarter backing plays since I was young I had a bag Got them birds flying in they think I'm Donavon Mcnabb Man this money turn yo friends to yo enemies I keep having nightmares of niggas killing me She keep staring at my neck I think she feeling me Man my money longer than a fucking centipede When I push up I be tryna get my pape get out the way I be tryna make a couple dollars every fucking day Niggas say they gon' kill me when they say me yea OK Letras de cancionesGotta even watch yo mans look at what they did to Tay Put a button on the chop sound like it's stuttering Another 100 every week this shit be coming in Don't think I'm ever going broke got too much hustle in me I want 20 for a feature but just come with 10 Don't make me feel some type of way or put my youngins on yo ass Niggas think the strikers coming them boys jumping out the cab I been quarter backing plays since I was young I had a bag Got them birds flying in they think I'm Donavon Mcnabb From Letras Mania