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episode - factz lyrics

we be gettin bankrolls
that is all factz
i got 160 on the dash
i hit my blunt
and then i p-ss
i got some racks up in my bag
blue hunnits on a n-ggah
when im slidin through
if that b-tch ain’t gettin no money i ain’t cuffin you
and if you ain’t talkin bout no money
i dont f-ck with you
i know these n-ggas be mad
ima keep gettin my bag

ima just do it like this
ima just do it like that
i just be ull up in whips
i might just swerve that new jag
poppin my sh-t
they all lovin that
i might just cop the new kicks
next week run it back
pick up drop that front that
tell my n-ggas
to hold that
might just cop the new rolex
off the plays thats comming in
tell her bring a freind tell her bring a friend
she gone bring a freind she gone bring a freind
pull up on a n-gga
all about my paypa
all about my scrilla
m-th- f-ck these n-ggas
we gone get it fast
we gone get it back
and she gone give me head while i hold the strap

i just spent ya rent
head behind the tint
known to keep it lit
forty on the wrist
it came wit ya b-tch
i be hermez im walkin
they f-ck wit me all of my hunnids be blue
all this kush im smokin
i know how to set the mood
i walk in the building loud
they like u h-lla rude
bread right
make sure that the head right
err night
we do this sh-t err night
pop another xan im in my zone
kush be strong
pop another one
thats two in a row
had to turn me up
i was movin slow
thats all a n-gga need
money over hoes

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