Tote the pole cause I don't wanna die young
Banana clip hanging out the butt uh my gun (aye)
The hollow tip be filling up uh my drum
Big Sauce walking drippin from the tip of my lung
I count racks
I get stacks
I'm Ballin out, I'm counting up, I'm in my bag
See what's that?
I'm on track
Blazing it up, don't give a f*ck, I want pack
I could give a shit about a loss cause I be way gone
Messing with the broke hoe, she hit me on the payphone
Never break the bro code, even if I'm a stay lone
Bounce out with the 44 tell that nigga to stay home
Big old body truck with the knobby tire they chrome
Hit cuh with the Metallica whenever I may roam
I knocked the shit out of yuh man I wish ya'd say sumn
Mhhhmmhhh
Man I wish ya'd say sumn
Tote the pole cause I don't wanna die young
Banana clip hanging out the butt uh my gun (aye)
The hollow tip be filling up uh my drum
Big Sauce walking drippin from the tip of my lung
I count racks
I get stacks
I'm Ballin out, I'm counting up, I'm in my bag
See what's that?
I'm on track
Blazing it up, don't give a f*ck, I want pack
In the strip club and I'm throwin ones
Alcohol hiccups throwing back a Tums
Wit my niggas gettin high and we smokin tons
The wallet looking real fat fill it with honey buns
I'm him and it's evident
I show off what the five do fill it with peppermint
Clean up the scene get rid of evidence
It's one thing that I'm a do and it's a definite yuhhh
Tote the pole cause I don't wanna die young
Banana clip hanging out the butt uh my gun (aye)
The hollow tip be filling up uh my drum
Big Sauce walking drippin from the tip of my lung
I count racks
I get stacks
I'm Ballin out, I'm counting up, I'm in my bag
See what's that?
I'm on track
Blazing it up, don't give a f*ck, I want pack
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Tote the pole cause I don't wanna die young
Banana clip hanging out the butt uh my gun (aye)
The hollow tip be filling up uh my drum
Big Sauce walking drippin from the tip of my lung
I count racks
I get stacks
I'm Ballin out, I'm counting up, I'm in my bag
See what's that?
I'm on track
Blazing it up, don't give a f*ck, I want pack
I could give a shit about a loss cause I be way gone
Messing with the broke hoe, she hit me on the payphone
Never break the bro code, even if I'm a stay lone
Bounce out with the 44 tell that nigga to stay home
Big old body truck with the knobby tire they chrome
Hit cuh with the Metallica whenever I may roam
I knocked the shit out of yuh man I wish ya'd say sumn
Mhhhmmhhh
Man I wish ya'd say sumn
Tote the pole cause I don't wanna die young
Banana clip hanging out the butt uh my gun (aye)
The hollow tip be filling up uh my drum
Big Sauce walking drippin from the tip of my lung
I count racks
I get stacks
I'm Ballin out, I'm counting up, I'm in my bag
See what's that?
I'm on track
Blazing it up, don't give a f*ck, I want pack
In the strip club and I'm throwin ones
Alcohol hiccups throwing back a Tums
Wit my niggas gettin high and we smokin tons
The wallet looking real fat fill it with honey buns
I'm him and it's evident
I show off what the five do fill it with peppermint
Clean up the scene get rid of evidence
It's one thing that I'm a do and it's a definite yuhhh
Tote the pole cause I don't wanna die young
Banana clip hanging out the butt uh my gun (aye)
The hollow tip be filling up uh my drum
Big Sauce walking drippin from the tip of my lung
I count racks
I get stacks
I'm Ballin out, I'm counting up, I'm in my bag
See what's that?
I'm on track
Blazing it up, don't give a f*ck, I want pack
Banana clip hanging out the butt uh my gun (aye)
The hollow tip be filling up uh my drum
Big Sauce walking drippin from the tip of my lung
I count racks
I get stacks
I'm Ballin out, I'm counting up, I'm in my bag
See what's that?
I'm on track
Blazing it up, don't give a f*ck, I want pack
I could give a shit about a loss cause I be way gone
Messing with the broke hoe, she hit me on the payphone
Never break the bro code, even if I'm a stay lone
Bounce out with the 44 tell that nigga to stay home
Big old body truck with the knobby tire they chrome
Hit cuh with the Metallica whenever I may roam
I knocked the shit out of yuh man I wish ya'd say sumn
Mhhhmmhhh
Man I wish ya'd say sumn
Tote the pole cause I don't wanna die young
Banana clip hanging out the butt uh my gun (aye)
The hollow tip be filling up uh my drum
Big Sauce walking drippin from the tip of my lung
I count racks
I get stacks
I'm Ballin out, I'm counting up, I'm in my bag
See what's that?
I'm on track
Blazing it up, don't give a f*ck, I want pack
In the strip club and I'm throwin ones
Alcohol hiccups throwing back a Tums
Wit my niggas gettin high and we smokin tons
The wallet looking real fat fill it with honey buns
I'm him and it's evident
I show off what the five do fill it with peppermint
Clean up the scene get rid of evidence
It's one thing that I'm a do and it's a definite yuhhh
Tote the pole cause I don't wanna die young
Banana clip hanging out the butt uh my gun (aye)
The hollow tip be filling up uh my drum
Big Sauce walking drippin from the tip of my lung
I count racks
I get stacks
I'm Ballin out, I'm counting up, I'm in my bag
See what's that?
I'm on track
Blazing it up, don't give a f*ck, I want pack
Writer: Allen Battisti
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