Lyrics:
my money on weed
I
Can't survive without the green
I.E Money machine
I.E Money machine
Money machine
Money machine
I
Spent all my money on weed
I
Can't
the ones who are just like me
Get your cameras out. I wanna see
Worldstar, they looking at me
Do it for the gram, IG
I do it for the OG's, I.E
Step fathers,
ask for some cash homie we broke
Life's a bitch with no muthafuckin cheat codes
But she deep throats
Long as
O.C. still Rockin Wit Me
I.E still Rockin
these feelings
Let's get up out of this
I got a dream, and I'ma tell you bout it
My visions all that I can see, so let me tell you bout it
Put the I.E
free
I guess the vision for a genius will make em kill me
I'm still me still Dino still I.E
Still the one still the last of a dying breed
I'm Still me
Joey I.E
I mean, of course, I'm a member
It's never too late to join
Please
Submit an application any day
Remember the last one, I told you, it
Joey I.E
I mean, of course, I'm a member
It's never too late to join
Please
Submit an application any day
Remember the last one, I told you, it
I headline
Never switch up on the team IMTG
Like a movie search me up IMDb
Top dog in the game from the I.E
Pretty face so I'm taking down her IG
Give me some salt with water and chains
Discontent had you think I had gone insane
No volunteers to take the blame
Why I'm blitzed in the I.E out here
Today I.E reflection no proof no side conception
I authorize reflection
Just stop and think about it
All vibe All love protections
I live I vibe
and gave her some stitches
Breaking her back
Like chiropractic visit
I go so hard I’m fucking explicit
From the I.e she a baddie
Cum down her throat
to the N, uh
Where my gente at, that's my R-A-Z-A, uh
L.A., Palm Trees, O.C. and I.E
I'm in the 9-0-9, you know where you can find me
Lil' mama, she
comin' to the I.E
I swear to God, you buy them pounds, nigga, better not try me
Better tap the fuck in, nigga, when you want that fuckin' coke
I swear
the food before I.E
I don't do picnics, but in this game I'm gonna eat
Last four bars and I'm getting kinda crazy
If this goes hard, well another one maybe
ferocious
Money and Music the motive
Just hit the east side
I'm from the I.E
I don't associate with haters, real one's holla at me
Just cashed me a check,
feeling evil, so I care to find god
Standing at attention like its semper fi
I
Can't take another L, i.e I can not lie
Trying to believe the signs, lord is
Mysterious situation like kissing the concrete i.E getting money
I been close to heaven
Baby claim he love me, hold me down forever
I never should have
What's up I.E I'm finna show em what's really real
And get bigger than our county, don't begin to doubt to doubt me
Ever since I was younger I had the fly
get mad for what (huh wait)
Wait, ghetto shit, guns, weed, clubs, and some drinks
I turn the I.E up, I make sure that I stay with my clique
Had to blam
garbage
Imma cop a harbor, build a parlor for ice cream
And I scream lonely, no inviting from I.E
And by me, I mean clean like some Visine
Green silly, uh,
don't happen is by voting tactically
I.e voting for the party you hate least
So the one you hate most don't just win automatically
In the past this
shit
Still bitchin where's yo colla boy
Ruff shit
Tell me I'm the hottest
When it come to i.e
Got corona in my flow
It be reaching erbody
Gotta name
Women say they love me from La out to the I.E
Swearin' they ain't twins
But they stuck to me like siamese
Almost said I love her
Shit I be saying anything
You know why
To influence the streets i.e gangsters politicians and lost sheep
Enriching the liquor industry
I should get endorsed by liquor and a brand
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