Lyrics:
Thirty bg omaykanaya
More money enter your aza
Cubana chiefpriest omay na dollar
If you spray me money i fit
Chop my kala
So dont stop it and dont stop
I keep my thoughts in my dome bro
I got a couple stories bout my past that you don't know so
Keep ya dome-hole closed if you're intending to approach
Yea we riding we out for murder
These pussies hiding, ain't never heard them
If I catch an opp outside then I gotta murk 'em
And every nigga sliding
the block when I break
I'm so sophisticated & with my intellect I keep a check
If you disrespect gone make a mess on yo bird chest
Who heard that
If
Fuse with the beat like Gotenks
If I said your name would it hold weight
I don't want a piece I want the whole thing
I'll pull up in a gold tank
Load
so casually
I know that if I chase you I will slip into insanity
But I just wanna have you all to myself
If it wasn't clear before now you can tell
Ill
Who's that knocking at the window
They can't know we in here selling dough
Why you tryna get all of the info
How i know if you a friend or foe
a break so you can come for me
Well celebrate but I don't know if I can
What's up
Baby now call me
I don't know what do you plan
There is so many bitch
(Man you know how Claude comin')
yeah yeah
you could never
You could never be betrayed by your enemies
People try to take if you don't give them
Hit a lick without making a scene
I'm in the club with the girl of your dreams
If I'm there then I'm banging the set
Life's a bitch and I lay it
Been through a lot in my lifetime
But no matter what I never let it slow me down
Ima go and get it tryna make my momma proud
And if I tell a lie they
You're an old boy, I'm just a young man
Riding on the subway
And if you want a clean and efficient ride
You're at the mercy of the MTA
Oh I can see
dreaming
If you don't wake me up
So don't wake me up now
Don't wake me up, please
Don't wake me up, baby
Don't wake me up, child
I got some news for you,
I will never speak on the shit I saw
You ain't Real Pussy hoe you flaw
Hell Nah I ain't trynna hang wit y'all
I Just want the money thats all
If you
not a lie
Ahh
Trickery's a bitch but I'm tripping if I don't ask exactly what I'm here to find
What are you seeking to believe in
Is it the weed
There are things I used to believe
When you said them to me so easily
But you weren’t honest
And you broke every promise
You ever made
If I love you
Count it up to the ceiling
Hands up if you feel me (Feel Me)
Back then I was in my feelings (In my feelings)
Now I'm all about stacking milli's
Count it
Do you love him
Just tell me is it play
Do you need em
Little goofy I mean wait
Is he fresh does he compliment those eyes
I bet not
What if he got
bros
Guess you gotta go with my flow
Hop on if you down, if you wanna roll
Take the highway to the dough
Some bumps, some falls, some crashes ahead
Some
I’m on my Big Bop shit (Big Bop shit!)
Ay! (Ay!)
Ay! (Ay!)
You can say what you want, I ain’t tryna hear it (Nah!)
If they tryna kill my vibe, you
if it’s a vibe
Maybe I’ll pull up
The team got my back they strapped with plenty of practice
Jurassic Park in this shit
Rollin like velociraptors
Ayy ayy yah
Need my guap obese, pockets overfilled
Overload the cheese, need it fat Garfield
Sippin’ on this lean, I’m slowing down like yield
If I
put your face up in a locket
Look
Niggas wanna walk but they shook
They wonder if this nigga got a hook
They wonder if he working on his look
They
Hatungekua hapa
So we praise the one above
Inabidi umecheza
To di right to di left
Praise to di most high coz
I know He never left
Mikono kwenye hewa if you
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