Church
500 Hardy
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Yeah, bitch, it's big hardo Bitch Hey, you gotta put that time in, that's how this shit work I ain't never had a job because my wrist work Hold up Bitch Bitch Hey You gotta put them hours in, that's how this shit work Ain't never had to work a job because my wrist work Before you hit my fade, I'll let you hit my bitch first Gon' make it off the rap, I plan on getting rich first Was slappin' G's before I ever spit a verse in the trap on Sunday like it's church, nigga My fiends rich, don't give a f*ck about the first, nigga A baller from the south side, I feel like Lerch, nigga But I got power, bitch, I'm good in every hood You a store runner, go and get some woods, nigga Them sticks and rounds, we in them Wish anigga woods, nigga Yo, bitch, I'm runner, she done fucked the whole hood, nigga AP, SSG, that's my litter, nigga That's the fiends on the south, I'm a gritter, nigga He tryna flash crop a nigga out like a picture, nigga You tellin' hoes that you rich, but I'm richer, nigga These G's can do a ten, I only do a three I done lost more money than you'll ever see I'm in the game, I got more stripes than a referee They call me 500 when it's spint it on the T, nigga I was slappin' heads when Joe's chicken was Mr. G's Made two bands like Dairy Queen, drinkin' the Mystic Freeze I'm in the slushy, nigga I'm breedin' dog, we makin' puppies, nigga A big fish in the pond, you just a guppy, nigga These phones hittin ,I'm up early, I can't sleep in A real shooter, a killer nigga to the weekend My bitch pissed , I'm out all night, I gotta creep in She change her attitude, she see I brought them G's in We're trappin' at Connexions, pullin' up on Mr. Ceeden Half my hood fat, bitch, cause we eatin' Gave my head a tester, he and his bitch damn near sleepin' This shit a ten, got my home phone geekin', nigga You gotta put them hours in, that's how this shit work Ain't never had to work a job because my wrist work Before you hit my fade, I'll let you hit my bitch first Go make it off the rap, I plan on gettin' rich first We're slappin' G's before I ever spit a verse And in the trap on Sunday like it's church, nigga My fiends rich, don't give a f*ck about the first , nigga A baller , from the south side, I feel like Lerch , nigga I feel like , big bro, nigga Getting the f*ck off, nigga Really bag havin We havin , nigga A-P-E, nigga S-S-G, nigga That's the mob, nigga Bitch, this big hardo
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