Frauds
Chef Mills
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I done made some bands Off the Blackpass and the Paypals and the cash app Use to walk in Wallmart and get cash back If i got a lit bin imma stash that She talking shit while im smashing it Too much dope up in the blunt I aint passing it Ya pockets empty put some racks in it I love money talk about it get passionate Niggas too fraud in they raps Tell them niggas to go put some facts in it He said that he be with them savages He aint really wit the shits he be cappin it I done made some bands of the blackpass And the paypals and the cash apps We was walking in spots getting cash back If i got a lit bin imma stash that Shooters sending them shots like its Baghdad Yea, right at ya dad hat Pull up on you like im mad max Oh you loving that hoe Better pass that Nigga beefing wit me must not love his life Nigga hating on me must not love his wife Get a mean mug it aint nothing nice In the summer time niggas toting pipes And the summers mine cause my flow precise I been on my grind and they notice right Got the whole hood like this nigga nice Prolly never even lost a band in dice Prolly never even risked ya freedom Ballin on em like im d1 Imma keep spazzing till the beat done Dont be calling for God when that heat come Hold it down i see the D's coming Told her act like she hungry and eat something Like im fucking that money it keep coming If i ever go broke i might beat something She talking shit while im smashing it Too much dope up in the blunt I aint passing it Ya pockets empty put some racks in it I love money talk about it get passionate Niggas too fraud in they raps Tell them niggas to go put some facts in it He said that he be with them savages He aint really wit the shits he be cappin it I done made some bands of the blackpass And the paypals and the cash apps We was walking in spots getting cash back If i got a lit bin imma stash that Shooters sending them shots like its Baghdad Yea, right at ya dad hat Pull up on you like im mad max Oh you loving that hoe Better pass that Nigga sleeping on me bout better set an alarm Counting s much chicken you would think its a farm I need them vvs nigga charms And i need mad breesh in my palms But i smoke so much i need a weed farm I call tae he gone slide in a Nisan Looking for a nigga just to beat on Like im recording nigga turn the beat on Poof he a goner if she like more then 2 pics then im on her I walk an the booth and im flaming niggas cause my bars the be hot like a sauna If you tryna stay away from that danger nigga then dont find yo ass stuck on that corner Say goodbye to ya bitch she a goner Rollin up some of the best marijuana She talking shit while im smashing it Too much dope up in the blunt I aint passing it Ya pockets empty put some racks in it I love money talk about it get passionate Niggas too fraud in they raps Tell them niggas to go put some facts in it He said that he be with them savages He aint really wit the shits he be cappin it I done made some bands of the blackpass And the paypals and the cash apps We was walking in spots getting cash back If i got a lit bin imma stash that Shooters sending them shots like its Baghdad Yea, right at ya dad hat Pull up on you like im mad max Oh you loving that hoe Better pass that
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