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[intro]
(exo)

[verse]
thousand dollars, suit up, go strikin’, check, boy, i ain’t goin’ for sh+t
who said my name knockin’?
ain’t been ’round your way, but ’round my way, the whole hood write me
these, these n+ggas act like hoes, these n+ggas act like tyson
still, still tryna rob me a n+gga, tell them folks free shiesty
won’t buy my b+tch no telfar, i feel like that bag’s too cheap
tell lil’ quinn he graduate, that’s on blood, he get him a jeep
it’s crazy that i made it, but i couldn’t get out the streets
ain’t talked to kilo in a while, i miss lil’ dominique
sorry to my fam, feel like i crashed
ain’t even drove my ‘cat, ain’t even showed y’all my dash
ain’t even posted my money, i ain’t even showed y’all my bag
if i were to get out right now, boy, i’m on they ass
pop out with that dog sh+t
but i got money really in dog, so that got me dog rich
told the guys i don’t care where i’m at, i’ma get us all lit
stealin’ cars, swipin’ cards, hit the mall, get us all ‘fits
ballin’, carry the team like kobe
lately, like, b+tch, you don’t even know me
flexin’, i went and bought me a rollie
strikin’, boy, i went and copped me a rollie
hold up, this is a young n+gga trophy
t’d up, heat up, really i’m the one drove it
12, and they don’t even know that it’s stolen
hundred thousand on me, still ridin’ with my poker
hundred thousand all in blues
if i was born in the ’90s, hundred thousand in my trues
you can’t even last a mile walkin’ in my shoes
i was stuck at first, i had to wait and find my groove
i really thought she loved me, in the end, i was gettin’ used
that’s why i don’t love no b+tch
it shoot every bullet, that’s why i love my switch
late night, i was racin’ on the backstreets, miss the ditch, yeah
late night, i was f+ckin’ on an athlete, now she lit
never really loved her, i sent her money every time i smacked
you ain’t never seen no body, but you keep rappin’ ’bout a hat
before i seen a demon, i was ridin’ in a jag’, yeah
first, i was stealin’ cars, dropped a sixty on my scat, go ask my mama
told lil’ destiny we was f+ckin’, we forgot to use a condom
crazy that we had milan the month after i got your number
you ain’t believe me when i said i would get you pregnant
first day out, let’s hit the jeweler and spend a sixty on a necklace
my jewelry bling+blaow
it’s crazy i been goin’ up since i dropped, need help
my mama got six babies with her, i’m tryna buy her a bigger house
you keep kissin’ on that b+tch, i’m puttin’ d+ck all in her mouth, yeah



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