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Winter spring summer time and even fall
I be runnin after that money cause I want all
I told shorty I got company text before you call
Conway baby you love me n I said not at all

When I hit it she bring it back just like it volleyball
Got that sticky weed in them sacks I'm tryna popem off
Y'all act sneaky behind my back I'm finna pop it off
20 grams a 17 I'm finna knock it off

Knock it off
Nigga don't talk at all
It's 10 of y'all I got a 30 finna pop em all

Wrist so icy like a McFlurry make these bitches fall
Boi I'm shootin but I'm not curry ima take em all

All my nigga makin buckets like we play for golden state
Up in Europe spending duckets Amman that shit should motivate
Big shotty on me buckin for all those that wanna hate
Wasabi beans bussin can't remember what I ate

I can't remember what I ate
Boi yo ass a lame like yo name was Brandon pate
Got a lot benjis lotta food up on my plate
She ask me for a bite I put dick up in her face

Ay
I cant f*ck that bitch unless she let me f*ck her friend
Hit a nigga with them shots his body drop he meet his end
Bitch Im totin double glocks I call that shit the trouble twins
Hit his front door with a knock he dont answer we breakin in

Niggas hatin on me cause my bag from overseas
A nigga flexin hard they call me AJ Hercules
Bitch Im zoomin off dis perc I guess Im percules
Flexin with that pocket rocket it aint hurtin me

I treat you like a plant I put you in the dirt for free
Hold yo pussy ass for ransom while Im burnin trees
Rollin woods countin money yo bitch she work for me
Niggas act like they icy they shit be anti freeze

I cant move without metal Im like a tv stand
Smokin moon rocks no pebbles my eyes look Jackie Chan
I got heat like a kettle this strap from Pakistan
I use to stash qp's behind the garbage can

I keep heat in my pants like I got a bunsen burner
Always wish for the best like Im AJ Timmy Turner
How yo ass tryna teach me when you is still da learner
That bitch try and finesse me you know that Ima burn her
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Winter spring summer time and even fall
I be runnin after that money cause I want all
I told shorty I got company text before you call
Conway baby you love me n I said not at all

When I hit it she bring it back just like it volleyball
Got that sticky weed in them sacks I'm tryna popem off
Y'all act sneaky behind my back I'm finna pop it off
20 grams a 17 I'm finna knock it off

Knock it off
Nigga don't talk at all
It's 10 of y'all I got a 30 finna pop em all

Wrist so icy like a McFlurry make these bitches fall
Boi I'm shootin but I'm not curry ima take em all

All my nigga makin buckets like we play for golden state
Up in Europe spending duckets Amman that shit should motivate
Big shotty on me buckin for all those that wanna hate
Wasabi beans bussin can't remember what I ate

I can't remember what I ate
Boi yo ass a lame like yo name was Brandon pate
Got a lot benjis lotta food up on my plate
She ask me for a bite I put dick up in her face

Ay
I cant f*ck that bitch unless she let me f*ck her friend
Hit a nigga with them shots his body drop he meet his end
Bitch Im totin double glocks I call that shit the trouble twins
Hit his front door with a knock he dont answer we breakin in

Niggas hatin on me cause my bag from overseas
A nigga flexin hard they call me AJ Hercules
Bitch Im zoomin off dis perc I guess Im percules
Flexin with that pocket rocket it aint hurtin me

I treat you like a plant I put you in the dirt for free
Hold yo pussy ass for ransom while Im burnin trees
Rollin woods countin money yo bitch she work for me
Niggas act like they icy they shit be anti freeze

I cant move without metal Im like a tv stand
Smokin moon rocks no pebbles my eyes look Jackie Chan
I got heat like a kettle this strap from Pakistan
I use to stash qp's behind the garbage can

I keep heat in my pants like I got a bunsen burner
Always wish for the best like Im AJ Timmy Turner
How yo ass tryna teach me when you is still da learner
That bitch try and finesse me you know that Ima burn her
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Writer: Antoine Jones, Cameron Jones
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