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I can see that bullshit
from a mile away
You can stack my money
bout a mile away
I got three white bitches
like it's powder day
Mink coat with the rolls
like a Shar Pei
And all my bitches sexy
call them Barbies
She lookin' back like I'm flexin'
baby no way
And lately
I been on that D'usse yee
Yeah I done got me a check
I got a check
Yeah I done got me a check
I got a check
sheesh sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
oh got a check
sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
oh got a check
yeah yeah-yeah
Money on my mind
I got money on my brain
Money in my pants
I got money I call change
20 50 100 500 millions made
Big hunna Thugga
screamin' free that Gucci Mane
If I need some racks
I'mma flip me some packs
I talk like I want
and she don't say nothin' back
If cops pull up
I put that crack in my crack
Or I put that brack in my brack
Call little shawty
made her fuck on my brodie
If you don't owe me bitch
still act like you owe me
I promise I won't ever quit
bitch I'm Kobe
And I whip that white
you can snow me
Stoner Young Thugger
I whip it that bitch yeah
she know me Young Thugger
Yeah she shinin' like butter
The bitch from Chicago
I call her young Cutler
Leave it to Beaver
I pull up in Bentleys with London
they all want to meet him
Yeah they all wanna greet him
They pull down they pants
and they all wanna eat him uh
No they won't tease on that dick
They won't read on that dick
they won't leash on that dick
Don't Felicia that dick
Mamacita that dick
They gon' snitch on that dick
And she screamin' loud
she can't secret that dick
Mama a beast on that dick
If she bad
I'ma gon' Four Season that bitch
Eat that lil bitch
I'mma feast that lil bitch mm
I got me a check I got a check
sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
I got a check
sheesh sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
I got a check
sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
oh got a check
yeah yeah-yeah
Money on my mind
I got money on my brain
Money in my pants
I got money I call change
20 50 100 500 millions made
Big hunna Thugga
screamin' free that Gucci Mane
Bitch I'm a Migo
I play with kilo
When I put ice on
I am Sub-Zero
All of my niggas
they hard call 'em beetles
Niggas was fake
so I kept me a Ruger in Regals
Droppin' the top on the Bentley
I'm with the Birdman
yeah the eagle
Geeked out my mind
man I'm tripping out
I don't know none of these people
Make my little shawty go get me a four
and bring back me a liter
Yes I got threats
I'm not worried bout that
They know they can get wet
and I swear I done
Got me a check I got a check
Yeah I done got me a check
I got a check
sheesh sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
I got a check
sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
oh got a check
yeah yeah-yeah
Yeah I'm like baby baby baby
I need racks
Baby baby baby baby baby
I need racks
Baby baby baby baby baby
I want racks
Baby baby baby baby baby
I need racks hey
I can see that bullshit
from a mile away
You can stack my money
bout a mile away
I got three white bitches
like it's powder day
Mink coat with the rolls
like a Shar Pei
And all my bitches sexy
call them Barbies
She lookin' back like I'm flexin'
baby no way
And lately
I been on that D'usse yee
Yeah I done got me a check
I got a check
Yeah I done got me a check
I got a check
sheesh sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
oh got a check
sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
oh got a check
yeah yeah-yeah
Money on my mind
I got money on my brain
Money in my pants
I got money I call change
20 50 100 500 millions made
Big hunna Thugga
screamin' free that Gucci Mane
If I need some racks
I'mma flip me some packs
I talk like I want
and she don't say nothin' back
If cops pull up
I put that crack in my crack
Or I put that brack in my brack
Call little shawty
made her fuck on my brodie
If you don't owe me bitch
still act like you owe me
I promise I won't ever quit
bitch I'm Kobe
And I whip that white
you can snow me
Stoner Young Thugger
I whip it that bitch yeah
she know me Young Thugger
Yeah she shinin' like butter
The bitch from Chicago
I call her young Cutler
Leave it to Beaver
I pull up in Bentleys with London
they all want to meet him
Yeah they all wanna greet him
They pull down they pants
and they all wanna eat him uh
No they won't tease on that dick
They won't read on that dick
they won't leash on that dick
Don't Felicia that dick
Mamacita that dick
They gon' snitch on that dick
And she screamin' loud
she can't secret that dick
Mama a beast on that dick
If she bad
I'ma gon' Four Season that bitch
Eat that lil bitch
I'mma feast that lil bitch mm
I got me a check I got a check
sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
I got a check
sheesh sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
I got a check
sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
oh got a check
yeah yeah-yeah
Money on my mind
I got money on my brain
Money in my pants
I got money I call change
20 50 100 500 millions made
Big hunna Thugga
screamin' free that Gucci Mane
Bitch I'm a Migo
I play with kilo
When I put ice on
I am Sub-Zero
All of my niggas
they hard call 'em beetles
Niggas was fake
so I kept me a Ruger in Regals
Droppin' the top on the Bentley
I'm with the Birdman
yeah the eagle
Geeked out my mind
man I'm tripping out
I don't know none of these people
Make my little shawty go get me a four
and bring back me a liter
Yes I got threats
I'm not worried bout that
They know they can get wet
and I swear I done
Got me a check I got a check
Yeah I done got me a check
I got a check
sheesh sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
I got a check
sheesh
Yeah I done got me a check
oh got a check
yeah yeah-yeah
Yeah I'm like baby baby baby
I need racks
Baby baby baby baby baby
I need racks
Baby baby baby baby baby
I want racks
Baby baby baby baby baby
I need racks hey

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