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I done smoked weed with the best of them
I got me more money than the rest of them
I'm just doin' big things, I'm finessin' them
Real niggas, ain't too many left of 'em
Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
I'm just doin' big things, I'm finessin' them
Real niggas, ain't too many left of 'em

Weed and some gin, weed and some gin
She wanna f*ck me and her friend
Me and her friend
Be there once, we'll be there again
Be there again
F*ck her once, then seen in a win
All these Benjamins
Got me spendin' cake like a nigga baked it
Stay away from all the hate
I don't do the fake shit
I got more money to make and
Soon as I make it
I'ma split it with my gang
Sorry if you ain't in
Rollin' weed up on the plane
Only smokin' papers
Run up on your main bitch
Teach her how to take dick
She ain't even say shit, other niggas' basic
I'm on some outer space shit
Come and ride my spaceship
F*cked her and she came quick
I done smoked weed with the best of them
I got me more money than the rest of them
I'm just doin' big things, I'm finessin' them
Real niggas, ain't too many left of 'em
Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
I'm just doin' big things, I'm finessin' them
Real niggas, ain't too many left of 'em

I'm intact, I can't f*ck with you f*ckboys
I'm multi, Tiffany my new toy
Just pulled up in a foreign with a foreigner
Your bitch textin' my phone
But I'm ignorin' her
I guess it goes down in the DM
Now I'm burnin' head in the PM
Havin' problems in your house
It might be my fault
I just knocked your bitch on a IO Hawk
F*ck a hater, get some money
Yeah them my thoughts
Brown bags in the closet, that's my fault
Bitches f*ckin' for designer
Niggas killin' for attention
Talkin' million dollar shit when they
Ain't even seen a million

I done smoked weed with the best of them
I got me more money than the rest of them
I'm just doin' big things, I'm finessin' them
Real niggas, ain't too many left of 'em
Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
I'm just doin' big things, I'm finessin' them
Real niggas, ain't too many left of 'em
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I done smoked weed with the best of them
I got me more money than the rest of them
I'm just doin' big things, I'm finessin' them
Real niggas, ain't too many left of 'em
Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
I'm just doin' big things, I'm finessin' them
Real niggas, ain't too many left of 'em

Weed and some gin, weed and some gin
She wanna f*ck me and her friend
Me and her friend
Be there once, we'll be there again
Be there again
F*ck her once, then seen in a win
All these Benjamins
Got me spendin' cake like a nigga baked it
Stay away from all the hate
I don't do the fake shit
I got more money to make and
Soon as I make it
I'ma split it with my gang
Sorry if you ain't in
Rollin' weed up on the plane
Only smokin' papers
Run up on your main bitch
Teach her how to take dick
She ain't even say shit, other niggas' basic
I'm on some outer space shit
Come and ride my spaceship
F*cked her and she came quick
I done smoked weed with the best of them
I got me more money than the rest of them
I'm just doin' big things, I'm finessin' them
Real niggas, ain't too many left of 'em
Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
I'm just doin' big things, I'm finessin' them
Real niggas, ain't too many left of 'em

I'm intact, I can't f*ck with you f*ckboys
I'm multi, Tiffany my new toy
Just pulled up in a foreign with a foreigner
Your bitch textin' my phone
But I'm ignorin' her
I guess it goes down in the DM
Now I'm burnin' head in the PM
Havin' problems in your house
It might be my fault
I just knocked your bitch on a IO Hawk
F*ck a hater, get some money
Yeah them my thoughts
Brown bags in the closet, that's my fault
Bitches f*ckin' for designer
Niggas killin' for attention
Talkin' million dollar shit when they
Ain't even seen a million

I done smoked weed with the best of them
I got me more money than the rest of them
I'm just doin' big things, I'm finessin' them
Real niggas, ain't too many left of 'em
Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
Left of 'em, ain't too many left of 'em
I'm just doin' big things, I'm finessin' them
Real niggas, ain't too many left of 'em
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Writer: SONNY COREY UWAEZUOKE, MARIO MIMS, CAMERON JIBRIL THOMAZ
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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