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You can admire, but don't look too long
I'm living a dream with triple beams and my pockets bulgin'
It's hard to imagine picture me rollin'!
pasta
Dick roll rappers they eat lobster
We been eatin' steak nigga we mobsters
We Dreamchasers, laser that beam-chaser
We need paper, scrapers, I'm
Uh huh
Jones
Dipset
Birdgang b*tch
You know what it is
When you see me two twelvin' you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity
to make em moist
Love the flow it's lovable
Keys of dope we double oz
Triple beam up on the scale
Mac and Cheese up on the low
Mothafuckas hate dirty money,
the triple beam
And both thumbs green, nah mean?
Rod Strickland, I'll fuck up your team
Speaking shake, engraved Satan
Sounding rusty verses for your playpen
to the triple beam
Fuck the stress
I let that orange box of baking soda do the rest
Holler at my neighborhood chef, Raul
Known for cloning chickens
that, I do, rejuvenate, redeem
Take a lose, take a lose
Don`t make a scene
Nigga charge it to the triple beam
Fuck the stress
I let that orange box
Jack move, that's how we act when we team up
Throw your triple beam up, this is fish scale
I bailed out the county with counterfeit bills
My slang be
Jack move, that's how we act when we team up
Throw your triple beam up, this is fish scale
I bailed out the county with counterfeit bills
My slang be
A hooligan a heathen wolverine everybody on my team got a triple beam
Tossin' candy to the dope fiends
Million dollar spot million dollar dreams
Four
Cent]
My 22's bling, so niggaz scheme
745i clean, this little shell nigga, fuck a triple beam
Coffee pot to cook coke, Joe to smoke, I was born to loc
fold
6 For my enemies
7 Cups of Hennessy
8 Soldiers ready
9 Friends, pretend to be
10 Full of jealousy
11 Standin next to me
12 N 13 for my weed
14, 15
to find a plug old ones in hiding
Tell JP Morgan to hit me up
Cos I'm talented at off-ing grub
You Sold a 9 Less than 11 times
Not even a bomb can help that
Khaled, we the best
Just know we number one and we ain't claimin' nothin' less
Nines, fours, and them triple beams
Yeah, I just left Milano, Valentino
Ring
Cash app
Go Ching
Heavy hitter
Big flippa
Gold slugs
Bling
Putting dick
In her spleen
Clout triple beams
Now she actin like she
Love me
Asking for
self-respect?
You the type of nigga address me indirect
Pussy pick a gang steady switchin' sets
Glock beam .30 that's a triple threat
All that opp shit get
bless lil' mama like she sneezing
Scored a triple double for my nieces
I just bought a Rover for no reason
I'm on house arrest, I can't even leave
Promethazine, codeine, water and hubba rock
Million dollar dreams and fiends and things of that nature
Triple beams and things and T-Mobile paint ya
Told myself,
a bic on
Flip the script
I make independent
With the pen
I’m lethal , 9/11
She be trippin 9-5
Can u take me out at 7
Damn bitch Gimme some
Patch you what?
You just a lil kid 4
11 no dummy not up
Catch an opp
Lil brody gon geek
Like opps cannot even duck
41 back that up
Like we drill em
get some
Only here for the popcorn and the thrill of having fun
Mr sulu ahead warp factor two
Shout out to my fellow journeymen the one triple nine crew
rings glowin
Triple beams to the club
My man is half thug
Giving me pound and holdin' grudge
Feelin' my shit
So I can put a lock on your clik
Your
maneuver with the Ruger
Look, I gotta win
By any means, I'm a 7 or 11
Trip'-6 or a Cee-Lo
You ain't hear that from me though
My occupation's Operation "Get
I just made 20 I'm giving him 5
Kick with the teller I'm catchin' a vibe
She off at 8, fuck her by 9
Drop me a check then I'm breakin her spine
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