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make a mill just by the morning

Hook:
Yea, I ain't trippin
Nigga I ain't trippin (x2)

Lil Niick (verse 4)

Man I love counting blue hunnids
Only keep

Unh unh go away
She's a hot lil' demon
With an angel face
Now I got somebody
That gon' cook my steak
Go 'head go and look up
At my dinner plate
That

they call me tripe
Tell them, let's go take a trip to the moon
Hot air, cause that shit balloons

On these tunes
Nigga, get in tune
Boss is buying
Bitch,

still smoking raw, in my neighborhood niggas trap is law
Baddies come around like hot potatoes, know we pass em off
Cute face, slim waist, real petite

Niggas all on the ‘gram with the work, lookin’ bout hot as hell
My t-shirt made by Étrange, but the jeans YSL
You know you can get real money, all you do

it tonight
I got a L for me, I got a drink for you
Let's get up to my spot cause the time is right
Lil thug joint on my hip, with the body and face

her big lil' ass is heavy
Can't barely move, but I figure she should get sleep
We got a date tomorrow, figure I should get sleep
I think she's that

they come and go

Duck is not a mastermind, but I'm tryna master mine
Done using a passer-by as a way to pass my time
Show you just what's on my mind, I

out all of these shots
I'm so good that a 30 song album won't even compete with a clip of my vox
Woah, is that a lil bitch that I see
I'm kinda

Now ima tell you that I'm different
One of a kind no ion settle bit*h
One thing I'd never do
Is ever settle
Learned my lesson quick
I settled for

wanna hear
Bitches hating just 'cause I'm a queer
Well I'm here
And the time is near
Bitch I'm going in and I'm striking fear
Flow is hot like I'm

pondering inside my bed like where's the time gone
Institutionalized by the four walls- mind went missing
People staring at me, like what am I on
Burning,

movin' pieces through his crew like a king
Well I guess I'm Robin Hood, his girl is now a fiend
Swear that girl a diva, made her queen of the team

Yeah,

I cruise up in city tryna clear my mind
This bitch is getting busy she jus cleared a line
In traffic w my niggas wish a nigga would try
This light

I got blood on Ben Franks changed the name of A.R.P. to Curry
Got limitless range Boy what the fuck you talkin' bout
You's not my twin lil' nigga, we

Nigga on the climb never stop
I was born in ninety-nine with a plot
Why I've been working nine to nine for the guap
I had to do it, on the line is

him or me
Shit get hot she leavin' me this ain't new it's c'est la vie

Bitch im hurt no fear in me ride round' with a tec in me
Slime he kill by any

they socks
I shoot all the locks
Get high everyday We always hot  box
My niggas is crazy they shoot all the shots
I'm investing in stocks
I'm wearing all

thing that need happen nowadays is my grill
She be cookin' that cotto
While I build up my reign
Yeah, it get all so tasty

Feel like I'm John Prosper

out all of these shots
I'm so good that a 30 song album won't even compete with a clip of my vox
Woah, is that a lil bitch that I see
I'm kinda

Yeah
I'm just speaking from my heart
Every time I really do
I'm just telling y'all my life
The shit is grimy
Talks is due
Yeah I'm bringing y'all

Non-euclidian structures built by aliens on Mars
When I spit hot fire, compare my energy to quasars
The only place for me is out here existing all alone
Trying

apartment
I'm Bouncing off the hate bro 'm really made of carbon
And I'm spicy like some hot sauce
Rolling in the drop top
I'ma Real soul the Money older than

or me
Shit get hot she leaving me
This ain't new it c'est la vie
Bitch I'm hurt no fear in me
Ride round with a tec in me
Slime he kill by any means
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