To Rate★ Chorus: Keeta ★
Everyday we addin' up
Goin' super fast in CTS's they ain't catchin' us
That boy be so broke yeah he a bum he had to catch the bus
Don't touch back it up
Big bag stack it up
I been gettin' cash ye im the boss of it
Yo' hoe I'm on top of her
I can not leave my house unless I'm bringin' my chop over
Told me that her mom hates me she say I'm a pot smoker
I just hit up gang I told them to bring the drop over
Bring over the drop, I'm tyna sip
I got some leftover Wock on my lips
Money on gang gang, money crip
Money on beats how I make it flip
Tell your hoe "baby don't drip"
Empty the holе, clip
R.I.P. bozo like rip, ha yeah
★ Verse 1: pichu ★
I'm gonna spin this hellcat
Feeling likе yeat where the bells at
Racks came in got a Maybach
Spend a 100k and I made it back
Ridin' that Lexus all black
Close that zipper you ain't all that
Cup you sipping ain't all drank
Ha ha, choppa' turn you to a potato
I got some business outta the way bro
You ain't gon fuck then out of the way hoe
I got so much money I'm rich
My Glock hotter than your bitch
You is a bug, glitch
Talkin that smack and I'm ballin' the fist
★ Chorus: Keeta ★
Everyday we addin' up
Goin' super fast in CTS's they ain't catchin' us
That boy be so broke yeah he a bum he had to catch the bus
Don't touch back it up
Big bag stack it up
I been gettin' cash ye im the boss of it
Yo' hoe I'm on top of her
I can not leave my house unless I'm bringin' my chop over
Told me that her mom hates me she say I'm a pot smoker
I just hit up gang I told them to bring the drop over
Bring over the drop, I'm tyna sip
I got some leftover Wock on my lips
Money on gang gang, money crip
Money on beats how I make it flip
Tell your hoe "baby don't drip"
Empty the hole, clip
R.I.P. bozo like rip, ha yeah
★ Verse 2: Caponeti ★
Hollow tips knock out septum
Pussy won't run 'cause he know we gone catch em (huh)
Better go get some protection
We gon' catch that lil' nigga get hit with this weapon (huh)
Green on the tip when we stretch 'em
And I feel like I'm nigma I riddle this message (huh)
Pull out the Smith and the Wesson
Spark up the spliff man this bitch is a session
I put the strips in account
Band too big I might need an accountant
Got a bitch suckin me while I'm coutin'
Put a hole in his head like a fountain
Please do not play with me I’ll pick a place to be fucking with me You’ll end up in a mountain
But I bet a fuck nigga can't handle that
Send the beat and you know I dismantle that (woah)
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