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Ah

Man you know what we on

I ain't even gotta explain myself no more to these n

AH

Big BSF, Huh

I made this s**t look good, this s**t really ugly though

Uh, they gone say the money changed me

But I'ma say the haters did it

I watched them suckers bend the rules

But what I do, forgave them n

Making movies I played the villain

Shake and move and making millions

Money calling, my line beeping

I had to tell them to wait a minute, uh

Phillipe steak from table scraps

I don't like we're making raps

Enough dough saved up that

I can pay the label back

Overseas touring I'm staying at a Paris Hilton

Then a few days later a n ran into Paris Hilton

I mad cocaine aroma smoke

We never got diplomas though

The President that making drugs legal

That's who I'm voting foe

You know BSF the stamp n

These killers uncontrollable

The hip hop police want my mug shot for these quotables

S-class, the new in the model

Pillows in the back and the rug so soft

Can't wear your shoes when we riding

I'm used to beef, all they do is some hollows

Keep playing

We got hand grenades shaped like Don Julio bottles

It's Butch n

Yeah, Butch in the cut

It's Gil, the realest

You know we repping MRE in this bitch, look

MRE yeah we make dollars

Another bar, another comma

It's RLZ on the block, where we swerve Chevys, no Impalas

Trynna cop me a presidential, finna name that b***h Obama

Yeah I'm stacking the money I'm making

I'm taking it all, I ain't leaving you nada, like uh

My flow is creating a stream like I'm Twitch

And they follow the master like Zen

Yeah when I'm getting the itch, then I f*ck on a b***h

Then I go and I f*ck on her friend

Both are a ten

In UK they leng

Cease and desist, haters tripping again

If little shorty gets too attached, I turn her to a fan aye

Got two phones, they siamese

Got two hoes from Tel Aviv

From the ground up like collard greens

Was frowned up, b***h c'est la vie

Never giving up on what we started

Used to feel lost, now I got a target

Go straight at it like a f*****g rocket

Tell Houston that I've departed

Back to back to back to back to back

Fuck a gold, I need a diamond plaque

Boy I got it, what you bitches lack

Got some problems? You know where we at

Boy this money never changed me

Been the same, always be

You pasty ass motherfuckers better just shut up

Matter fact, pay me