Price that dont exist (feat. KAD Draco, APR PABLO & KeemGo)

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Zsage

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Go , yeah, yuh
I'm cashin' out even if the prices don't exist
I'm puttin' up that cheese and I'm gon' drop it on my wrist
I got my phone jumpin', every play I'ma rip
I'ma beat the trap down hit , the Stu and' make a hit
Fuckin' with that chinaman, cause he gon' teach me how to flip
I done made a bigger bag in this fuckin' same fit
You scared to get your feet wet, don't try to take a risk
Moonwalkin' with this 30, tryna get it off my hip
I'm in a trap, in my own lane, I swear I'll never change
Seen some niggas switchin' up, but we ain't never had fame
And you see lil drac up in the back, double cup, he poured up
Yeah, that youngin' from the South, you know that it fours up
Wait till I hit Johnny, my neck gon' be froze up
And the hood, know what's up, I swear to God, I'm the chosen one
I'm finna double up on Za, I'm finna double up on Lows
In my phone, steady ringin', watch how my trap finna explode
Same nigga on the block, I swear I ain't never change
And these niggas switched up, bout some fame and petty change
Yeah, I ain't put no nigga in my mix, yeah
I'm drinkin' lean just like I'm sick, yeah
The Cuban link just look like piss, yeah
All this money, I just feel like Mitch
I met a Chinaman last week and now I'm feelin' rich
Now I'm thinking bout talkin' bout the price, I want the one that don't exist
I fell out with my niggas, same time fell out with my bitch
In a nice apartment f*ck ha good, feeling like the ritz
I might drop a diamond chain, but I wasn't never into fits
My niggo Chico cut anigga tongue off, had to get back on a lick
Throw 30 on dat ass, sit back and watch it do a trick
Heard that hissing through the phone, I'm lookin' for a machete, quick
In the lab, I don't f*ck off, I'm in here feelin' like I'm Rick
Koupe tet, that mean cut your head
Conversatingwith the plug on, prices bout da red
Lawyer told him take the plea, cause if he fight, he goin' fed
Told him chill out on the pills, cause they be spikin' all the meds
I'ma put a Cuban where I used to have my silly bands
Came in with that fire, you better cool it like a silly fan
Can't get it out my brain, I keep on thinkin' bout dem millions
Five percent , so they don't know what kind of whip we in
Yeah, im cashin' out even if the prices don't exist
I'm puttin' up that cheese and I'm gon' drop it on my wrist
I got my phone jumpin', every play I'ma rip
I'ma beat the trap down, hit the stu and make a hit
Fuckin' with that Chinaman, cause he gon' teach me how to flip
I done made a bigger bag in this fuckin' same fit
Scared to get your feet wet, don't try to take a risk
Moonwalkin' with this 30, tryna get it off my hip
I'm in da trap, in my own lane, I swear I'll never change
Seen some n****s switchin' up, but we ain't never had fame

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