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(Bino) Oh Oh Oh, oh, oh, ayy (Ayo, Kjay made that shit again) I don't play cops and robbers (No) Get behind this bitch, I'll dog you Ayy, I wasn't too good at math On God, I run with problem solvers Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (Ayy) Dope fiend, I need all that (Ayy) Who bitch? Leave her fallin' Gotta go, money callin' Thirty-four, feel like Giannis (Yeah) Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('Yond me) Plenty shots, get on side me (Hey) Plenty hoes, I don't party (Party) In the 'yo more than Gotti (Gotti) With the mic more than Scottie (Woah) Plenty toys, nigga, try me (Hey) Ayy, Star Buds, Marley, I smoke more than Marley I say fuck a Foot Locker, I wan' go hit Marni (Hey) Double cup look just like Barney, I live it, you record it Daytime, I'm eatin' foreign, nighttime, I'm in a foreign (Hey) Letras de cancionesNew bitch just got imported, why she think she important? Hey, whole time, you know I ain't gettin' her nothin', I like my bitches borin' (Hey) G5, I'm damn near soarin' I'm tired, I'm way too beat Thick thighs, I know you eat Baby, don't lie, I know you sleep Ayy, ayy, when I get home, I just want dome, you already know I don't beat, ayy And what you doin' with all that ass? I say come throw it on me I know you know what I mean Got plenty hoes and plenty cash, life ain't nothin', blew the fee I hope you know that I don't I don't play cops and robbers (No) Get behind this bitch, I'll dog you Ayy, I wasn't too good at math On God, I run with problem solvers Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (Ayy) Dope fiend, I need all that (Ayy) Who bitch? Leave her fallin' Gotta go, money callin' Thirty-four, feel like Giannis (Yeah) Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('Yond me) Plenty shots, get on side me (Hey) Plenty hoes, I don't party (Party) In the 'yo more than Gotti (Gotti) With the mic more than Scottie (Woah) Plenty toys, nigga, try me (Hey) Penthouse, hotel party, got killers in your lobby All my lil' bros'll wet your block, we turn your shit tsunami Ten racks to fix her body, now this lil' bitch my Barbie Forever locked in with my clique, lil' Too Turnt 'nem my army Bossed up with my foot up, and I'm not alone, I got my switch Niggas be tryna push up 'cause we off and on, that's still my bitch Lot of shit got shook up, now it's too far gone, I cannot fix Prayin', then I look up, shit, I can't condone nothin' on my list, uh Chase rats like Tom and Jerry, face splat, your body carried And now them highlights on the news, they makin' commentary I'll spin your block, don't dare me, won't send no shots, he scary I vow to never leave my gun, me and my Glock, we married Ayy, I don't play cops and robbers (No) Get behind this bitch, I'll dog you Ayy, I wasn't too good at math On God, I run with problem solvers Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (Ayy) Dope fiend, I need all that (Ayy) Who bitch? Leave her fallin' Gotta go, money callin' Thirty-four, feel like Giannis (Yeah) Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('Yond me) Plenty shots, get on side me (Hey) Plenty hoes, I don't party (Party) In the 'yo more than Gotti (Gotti) With the mic more than Scottie (Woah) Plenty toys, nigga, try me (Hey) From Letras Mania