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Yea, Bitch, Skrr
Ay, Dollar Rich Money
I just got detention
For just cussin on some cops
Day or night I'm always
Ready my bag filled with glocks
Buggin me we berkin
On a dude with sassy cars
100 times we catch
The opp's say bitch
I'm different class
Attack already we don't think
About no Pro's & Cons
My homie got pounded
But we from just different blocks
Don't act dumb or stupid
Imma put you in a box
They too scared that I might
Summon Naruto Nine Tail Fox
Bitch I'm Dollar Rich Money (yea)
What's so funny (yea)
Don't act dummy (yea)
Thing's get ugly (yea)
Shit's all bloddy (yea)
Hand's got dirty (yea)
Hand's all bloddy (yea)
Hand's all
I try to patch you at back of the Bus
Bitch you be jerkin & actin all SUS
Caught you fall runway you such a Puss
Don't be like tryin
To show me your Guts
I know they look at me
Like damn I got curse
Damn pussy sticky shit
Damn this shit cursed
Damn that's some party(yea)
I just smashed her (smashed her)
Damn bitch you ugly
With those fake ass burr (fake ass)
I got balency on me so
I try not to never get lost
(Never get lost)
I got it fancy & now I can't help
But think what it costs (what it costs)
They wish they never run
Into me keep your fingers crossed
(Fingers crossed)
I never cause any problems
But they want to is that a doubt?
(Is that a doubt)
I never feel like I'm trying
So tell me what's that about (yea)
Damn pussy sticky shit
Damn this shit cursed
I just got detention
For just cussin on some cops
Day or night I'm always
Ready my bag filled with glocks
Buggin me we berkin
On a dude with sassy cars
100 times we catch the opp's
Say bitch I'm different class
Attack already we don't
Think about no Pro's & Cons
My homie got pounded
But we from just different blocks
Don't act dumb or stupid
Imma put you in a box
They too scared that I might
Summon Naruto Nine Tail Fox
Yea, yea, ah, yea let's go, ayy
I trigger trouble double dribble
Scribble ink and nibble nipples
Wiggle pickles in the middle
Mother-fuckers licks piddle
Make em bitches giggle
Make your misses cum
And whistles on my missile
Man, I make it rain
You don't even drizzle-
Rat mother-fuckers
On the run like they Stewart little
All day man I'm trippin
On that candy filp
I talk a lot of shit need
A bitch to shut my lips
Keepin it slick, Keepin the mix lit
Heart rates reading low
Cause I got a lot of ice on my wrist
Keep spittin fire I got
A lotta spice in the mix
I let em bark, I let em trash talk
Then let em Shots go off
Like skrr pow
Keep it runnin till I'm all out
Till I'm all out, you clock out
You're big months chokin
When the glocks out
Ohh shit over dozin
On that THC I run this joint like BLT
Blow up in your face my bars fulla TNT
I just got detention for just
Cussin on some cops
Day or night I'm always
Ready my bag filled with glocks
Buggin me we berkin
On a dude with sassy cars
100 times we catch the opp's
Say bitch I'm different class
Attack already we don't
Think about no Pro's & Cons
My homie got pounded
But we from just different blocks
Don't act dumb or stupid
Imma put you in a box
They too scared that I might
Summon Naruto Nine Tail Fox
