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Niggas wanna be tough as hell, go get your money up
Remember I was tryna stack a ten, I just put a hundred up
I might tell Lil' KG to rob that nigga, f*ck him, he ain't one of us
And we got more sticks than Navy, might pull up in an army truck

Bad lil' bitch from Nashville, got a spot on Bell Road
My big brother just on MTV, he used to sell bows
And my cousin switched on me bout a bitch, that nigga broke the code
How you gon' let these hoes get between us, nigga, we used to sharing clothes

F*ck it, I gotta get this Pape , state to state, no Section 8
Police hit the lights, we on the chase, I bet we get away
If I front you, ain't no runnin' off, I bet you won't get away
Roll the wood and hit my knees and thank God for another day

Gallery department throw  on New Jays, everyday I make plays
Told this bitch I'm an MUA, why? Cause I might beat the face
Phone ring and scale jumping , how you trap, you ain't sell nothin
If I get locked up, I ain't tell nothin

I'm just thinkin' bout my bail money finna
Take off with your rap shit, how much you niggas wanna bet
Three things Ion  play about, my mama, my money, and my respect
How rich you wanna get? I'm tryna wake up and call the Jet

Yeah, them lil' hellcats cool, but I might just cop a Vette
Money on my schedule, hoe, I ain't thinkin' bout no sex
And I was just broke as a bitch, lil' hoe, so I can't help it when I'm flexin
Ben Franklin, that's my bestie , in the trap, yeah, I invest it

I can't cuff no hoes, she wanna arrest me
I'm fresh as a bitch, she wanna undress me
If you wanna be tough as hell, go get your money up
Remember I was tryna stack a ten, I just put a hunnid up

I might tell lil' Kg to rob that nigga, f*ck him, he ain't one of us
And we got more sticks than Navy, might pull up in an army truck
Bad lil' bitch from Nashville, got a spot on Bell Road
My big brother just on MTV, he used to sell bows

And my cousin switched on me bout a bitch, that nigga broke the code
How you gon' let these hoes get between us, nigga, we used to share in clothes
Exotic bows, I got those, though
You can bring me 24, just call my phone, meet me at the door
He post at the store his Motion low
Can't cuff that bitch, she a bogus hoe
I'ma having bags  like a grocery store
And if your nigga broke as hell , I can get your man 500, he dropped a loc
Turn me up, everyday I'm tryna get my money up

I really don't be in my feelings, I just keep pourin' up these double cups
I just count it up, I just counted up bout 40 thousand, that shit gave me the bubble gut
And I keep shittin' on these niggas, I might have to go get me some new underwear
How you broke and beef, you got nothin' to wear? Shit don't even add up

Nigga keep tellin' me, stay down, I'm tryna run this shit up in a rush
And nah, honestly, you ain't even got ten thousand, you need to shut the f*ck up
Need to go get a job, you need a ride, I come pick you niggas up

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