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If you talking bout money,you talking bout me
If I am your king then you better take a knee
Took a couple of bodies I might take three
If I took three, I might just go on a spree

Play hide n seek with the door, hide the key
Go find the key if not you ain't free
Yo bitch wanna f*ck that's gonna cost a fee
Put a mask on her look like she gonna ski

Fly past yo ass in a brand new bens coupe
Pull out the burner turn ur brain into soup
Only real relate and that's the f*cking group
Every other week bitch I'm in a new coup

Living the dream but we came out the slum
Bitch I'm off the noz and my body feel numb
Bitch I'm off the noz and I'm bouta go dumb
I said bitch I'm off the noz and im bouta go dumb

Pull up on yo block when we leave it's fatal
When we leave yo block yo vitals ain't stable
But we never talk business at the dining table
Every morning we wake up we go to be grateful

Be grateful for the bud, be grateful for the drank
We NoZ all night 3 for 5 at the tank
The homie bring the loud and you know we smoke the dank
And the bitch threw it back so u know I had to spank

Look at my side and I got the 30 hangin
Pull up at the func and u know I bring the tank in
Chasing all these blues like Benjamin Franklin
Keep talkin shit imma get to f*ckin crackin

Racks on racks imma get to f*ckin stackin
Glock 45 got yo as f*cking dancin
Got all this Ice you can call me Alaskan
F*ck with Orr imma catch you ass lackin

Troph the name and I'm a dough getter
Got so much ice it only gets wetter
Elit the homie and he's a stone setter
Ice so cold someone pass the f*cking sweater

Bud, dabs, and cartis what I got
Only real relate and we say what's plots
Leave my block check yo back for a red dot
All around her bases and I'm gonna take a trot

Usain bolt yeah I'm runnin it like a f*cking track meet
When I pull the glock out These niggas skip a heartbeat
Getting all these racks like I'm the wolf of wallstreet
Me and the bois and we posted up on grape street

Used to rock the gilidan now I rock that preme
If you f*ck with one of us u get the whole team
Bitch I came from rags now I'm livin the dream
I said bitch I came from rags now I'm livin the dream

1 on 1 that nigga ain't that built
Then I knock him out and he need some milk
And I f*cked on his bitch and I never feel no guilt
And my ice drip everywhere it look like I spilt

I'm wit the homies and we smoke that good pack
And I'm at the top when I see my paper stack
got four in yo back now you lookin like dak

Boi what u smoking on and I say gorilla glue
This Ice got me cold bout to catch the f*cking flu
Skirtin around town in a black n white coupe
Bitch you irrelevant who the f*ck are you

Drop 30 bodies and left with no clue
Like our last song bitch I say what it do
Only real relate we made incline in the Stu
I said Only real relate we made incline in the Stu