Hear the demons calling
I don't talk about it
I stay money hungry
You always see me grinding
Girls are in the back, and i got 'em smiling
And I'm always 'bout it
Brand new Smith and Wesson
Don't you make me pop it
Who you tryna be, I'll push you over
You a tumbleweed
You ain't nothin' 'bout 5'4 hit the dirt
I'll call up Rocko, have him hit you first
And we'll spin you 'round the block like a f*cking spur
Didn't pan for this gold I stole it off you nerds
Stick up put the money in the bag
Yeah my stick up 'cuz Darlene in the back
Yeah my stick tucked with all these extra mags
Talking shit might get you f*cking whacked
Hear the demons calling
I don't talk about it
I stay money hungry
You always see me grinding
Girls are in the back, and i got 'em smiling
And I'm always 'bout it
Brand new Smith and Wesson
Don't you make me pop it
Who you tryna be, I'll push you over
You a tumbleweed
You ain't nothin' 'bout 5'4 hit the dirt
I'll call up Rocko, have him hit you first
And we'll spin you 'round the block like a f*cking spur
Didn't pan for this gold I stole it off you nerds
Stick up put the money in the bag
Yeah my stick up 'cuz Darlene in the back
Yeah my stick tucked with all these extra mags
Talking shit might get you f*cking whacked
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Hear the demons calling
I don't talk about it
I stay money hungry
You always see me grinding
Girls are in the back, and i got 'em smiling
And I'm always 'bout it
Brand new Smith and Wesson
Don't you make me pop it
Who you tryna be, I'll push you over
You a tumbleweed
You ain't nothin' 'bout 5'4 hit the dirt
I'll call up Rocko, have him hit you first
And we'll spin you 'round the block like a f*cking spur
Didn't pan for this gold I stole it off you nerds
Stick up put the money in the bag
Yeah my stick up 'cuz Darlene in the back
Yeah my stick tucked with all these extra mags
Talking shit might get you f*cking whacked
Hear the demons calling
I don't talk about it
I stay money hungry
You always see me grinding
Girls are in the back, and i got 'em smiling
And I'm always 'bout it
Brand new Smith and Wesson
Don't you make me pop it
Who you tryna be, I'll push you over
You a tumbleweed
You ain't nothin' 'bout 5'4 hit the dirt
I'll call up Rocko, have him hit you first
And we'll spin you 'round the block like a f*cking spur
Didn't pan for this gold I stole it off you nerds
Stick up put the money in the bag
Yeah my stick up 'cuz Darlene in the back
Yeah my stick tucked with all these extra mags
Talking shit might get you f*cking whacked
I don't talk about it
I stay money hungry
You always see me grinding
Girls are in the back, and i got 'em smiling
And I'm always 'bout it
Brand new Smith and Wesson
Don't you make me pop it
Who you tryna be, I'll push you over
You a tumbleweed
You ain't nothin' 'bout 5'4 hit the dirt
I'll call up Rocko, have him hit you first
And we'll spin you 'round the block like a f*cking spur
Didn't pan for this gold I stole it off you nerds
Stick up put the money in the bag
Yeah my stick up 'cuz Darlene in the back
Yeah my stick tucked with all these extra mags
Talking shit might get you f*cking whacked
Hear the demons calling
I don't talk about it
I stay money hungry
You always see me grinding
Girls are in the back, and i got 'em smiling
And I'm always 'bout it
Brand new Smith and Wesson
Don't you make me pop it
Who you tryna be, I'll push you over
You a tumbleweed
You ain't nothin' 'bout 5'4 hit the dirt
I'll call up Rocko, have him hit you first
And we'll spin you 'round the block like a f*cking spur
Didn't pan for this gold I stole it off you nerds
Stick up put the money in the bag
Yeah my stick up 'cuz Darlene in the back
Yeah my stick tucked with all these extra mags
Talking shit might get you f*cking whacked
Writer: Greyston Burley
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