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[antdavideo]
they used to ask me all the time like, “how your little video thing going?”
used to make twenty dollars an hour, but now it’s like twenty a minute, so f+ck how you feeling

options on options, the bag is my compass
she look at the wrist and she know who the boss is
they duck from the topic when money get mentioned
but i’m in a league where the commas ascending

i swear, let me tell you about it

’cause i don’t talk about this enough
i’m only twenty+three, and this year alone, i made three hundrеd, that’s tough
they tell me “monеy don’t matter,” that’s cap, that’s bluff
like why these broke people be preaching that stuff?

these bank account statements be talking for me
you were clowning the boy, now you can’t afford me
let me tell you about it

stock going up like i’m ringing the bell
is that your girl? i can’t even tell
she looking at me like she wanna go down to h+ll
i’m married, b+tch you see the ring on this finger? the ring that she got, i was broke when i bought it
when you know, you know, right?
it’s always broke boys talking ’bout a prenup
they don’t got sh+t worth taking half
me and her, we got a heavy stash
if we ever split, it be a breaking bad

i’ll prolly give it to her then go make it back
talking numbers, you don’t even know the half
turn a couple bands to a hundred racks
put that sh+t away and let it f+cking stack
let me tell you about it

[sav]
stay with my clique like a mouse got the cheddar
ricotta, burrata, the gouda, the feta
now i got a shooter that’s good with berettas

you won’t see no stick on my waist ’cause i’m clever
you look at the belt and you see double letters
the faces is blue but the shoes getting redder
got quarter zip on me, i ain’t talking about sweaters

my clip thirty, my whip new
my stick dirty, my p+ss too
i drip crazy, i’m rich too
tall as h+ll, i’m 6’2″
can’t talk about what i been through
heart froze, my wrist too
that’s your girl? i hit too
she text me saying “i miss you”
she made it too easy
bag it and flip it, it’s gone, houdini
i know they see me all up on the tv
these p+ssies be hating, i know they wan’ be me
said i was gon’ make it, they didn’t believe me

back to hood, relocate the family
we eating good like we in a pantry
i copped the drop, still ride in a camry

sip good, drink purp, weed great, pop percs, smoke gas
new b+tch, new tits, crib large, bread long, b+tch bad
drip hard, life not, watch buss, new plane, first class
new this, new that, can’t switch, old friends, same sav, let me tell you about it

walk in your city and i’m taking it over, i tell you about it
pack do gymnastics, i’m making the quota, i tell you about it
them internet gangstas, they hate my persona, i tell you about it
he talking tough, by tonight he a goner, i tell you about it

dissing on ant get you put in a coma, i tell you about it
we sending shots back to back like corona, i tell you about it
rocks on my chain ’cause i smoke like stoner, i tell you about it
i turn a five to a ten on a corner, i tell you about it

been getting paper before the diploma, i tell you about it
obama runtz and the kush my aroma, i tell you about it
me and the money like scott and ramona, i tell you about it
wraith in my city, you know i’m the owner — i tell you about it



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