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GoldMinds

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Smokin on tree
Got me high as can be
It's just 3 things that I need
Money bitches and weed
Turn a dime to a q
Turn a q to a p
It's just 3 things that I need
Money bitches and weed

Got a bitch on her knees
And she suck out my seed
It's just 3 things that I need
Money bitches and weed
Grinding for that cheddar
Always chasing the cheese
It's just 3 things that I need
Money bitches and weed

I'm always smoking that potent
The smell is something atrocious
My thoughts is going through motions
My brain is floating on oceans
Tryna regain my focus
Put the rap game on notice
Give em something explosive
Cuz You know money the motive
You know the flow on some dope shit
Like it's mixed in with crack
I never lack with my pack
Flip the shit for some racks
I R. Kelley the beat bitch
I'm raping the track
I'm just counting the stacks
And gonna do this shit my way
Then cop a few Cadillac's
And put that shit on the highway
With the way these cars move,
You would think it's Daytona
Cuz when push come to shove
We'll pop ya cap like a soda
Moving coke with no cola
Tryna be richer than Hova
So my cup runneth over
Run the game with controllers
And we moved our sliders up
So tell these rappers it's over

Smokin on tree
Got me high as can be
It's just 3 things that I need
Money bitches and weed
Turn a dime to a q
Turn a q to a p
It's just 3 things that I need
Money bitches and weed

Got a bitch on her knees
And she suck out my seed
It's just 3 things that I need
Money bitches and weed
Grinding for that cheddar
Always chasing the cheese
It's just 3 things that I need
Money bitches and weed

Yea do what I want for the hell-of-it
Put my nuts in her trunk like an elephant
Don't believe in god but this flow so heaven sent
Head in the stars, I'm high off medicine
Nobody better than, ain't no comparison, excuse my arrogance, I'm busy counting benjamins
Cops knock knock don't let em in
Jump Out the back and now we dope pedaling
Kush lit don't take breaks
I Rap above my paygrade
Got a new bitch each day
Real thick like Kim k
Ain't fake, but stay baked
Crazy hoe no slim shay
F*ck hoes I want cake
Bread stack I got infinite cap
Watch how I come when I spit on the track
Switch flows, reload and attack
Ran through the race and I killed all the rats
Fill up the packs
Spitting the facts
Giving the truth
Up in the booth
Calling my shots
No Babe Ruth
I'm not chance
But I do got juice
Said I can't rap
But I don't see proof
Hit a bitch from the back
But she had no boobs
But that ass clap back
Like a rendezvous
Dropping dimes like Rondo do
Big three right beside of you
Money, Bitches, Weed
That's all a n***a need

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