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Slick fire (slick fire)

Sure

(SS I'm tryna' get that check)

Happy Halloween b**s

Lil' B**h

Aye

Count it up

I close my eyes when I count up the money

Got it up, run it up, pick it up, hang it up

F**k n**a can't tell me nothing

Yea boy, i got money, drop money, pop money, yots money

Pro, number one with tha' stuntin'

Yea boy, 200, 300, 400, 500

Buku tha' h**s and the money

Aye

I bet that I f**k ya' b**h

I bet that I get you hit

Don't make me run through the check

Don't make me throw up the stick

Tell yo hoe stop gettin' wet

[?]you just upset

Buku my money and buku my b**h

N**a I pour it, and don't measure s**t

B**h (Woo)

Rip it, trip it, digits sitting on a few

Yo b**h choosing, got her slipping now she wanna make a [?]

Got tha' juice, shut down the studio

Still make a band or two

Call of duty, ain't a game, but I'm the first person shooting

B**h

Double s boy f**k ya' life

All of these h**s they excited

I shot him in his 3rd eye

And I'm on 10, how you think Tien died

Oh

D**k made her jump, she surprised

She had to look at it twice like a Vine

B**h in my phone

B**h am I lying?

I'm Perfect Cell, 2 androids (phone noise)

Home run, they love Sosa

[?]like I'm signed to 300

If you the goat, then I'm Chupacabra

I'm with my Mexican b**h at the Trump and

I got em' sucking and f**g for fun

And you give me yo' face, I'll give you this nut

And I swear that the underground do not deserve me

Go mainstream leave my fans disappointed

Count it up

I close my eyes when I count up the money

Got it up, run it up, pick it up, hang it up

F**k n**a can't tell me nothing

Yea boy, i got money, drop money, pop money, yots money

Pro, number one with tha' stuntin'

Yea boy, 200, 300, 400, 500

Buku tha' h**s and the money

Aye

I bet that I f**k ya' b**h

I bet that I get you hit

Don't make me run through the check

Don't make me throw up the stick

Tell yo hoe stop gettin wet

[?]you just upset

Buku my money and buku my b**h

N**a I pour it, and don't measure s**t

B**h

Please don't talk back boy I don't want lip

Jumping out the Uber and I'm shooting at the lyft

Spanish b**h with me, she don't speak no English

She just say her name like a Pokemon, boy it's lit

Aye

Count it up

I close my eyes when I count the money

Got it up, run it up, pick it up, hang it up

F**k n**a can't tell me nothing

Count it up

I close my eyes when I count the money

Got it up, run it up, pick it up, hang it up

F**k n**a can't tell me nothing

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