Baby, give me some cash
Yeah, ayy, turn this bitch up a lil' bit, hold up
Lately I'm paranoid, can't f*ck with no opp bitch
Lil' bro just got a new gen, say he love to drop shit
Heard they got dirt on my name in the city, but it really ain't shit
Friends turn fake and a hoe change quick
I touch 10k but I'm still not rich
And the day I'm dead, they gon' ride my dick
I'm lost in my head, might pop me a ten
Drive through the city, my whip got a tent
My bitches be pretty, you don't understand
Think you bout get you some pussy until I pop out and I rob your mans
Hold up, I took down the plug, ain't seen him since
RIP to Nas, gon' feed your kids
This shit getting hot, had to ditch my blick
Feds on the block, tryna watch my whip
My plug cook rock and he serve that fent
If he ever get caught, I'm never gon' see him again
Say that's your man, but he talkin' to pigs
Might feed him a xan so he can forget
Cannot take a chance for no dirty ass snitch
Yop, I been done smoking weed, I've been tired of this
Your favorite rapper got fake streams, it's counterfeit
My girl coming over
She finna give me some head, then bounce on dis dick
She wanna raw, can't have my kids said get on your knees, I'ma, but it's deep in his sex, baby
I'm tryna have it all
Baby girl, we could see the world, it go on and on
I'm praying to God, my money stay long
The devil a fraud, got half of the world in his palm
Just listen to half of these trap songs
Young kid wanna live that life
14, he picked up a pipe, he ready to blast sum
His mama died and his dad gone
It's hard to cry when he laughed on
So he dreamin' bout them drive-bys in that track hawk
Cause that's all he hear, in them rap songs
Yop
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Baby, give me some cash
Yeah, ayy, turn this bitch up a lil' bit, hold up
Lately I'm paranoid, can't f*ck with no opp bitch
Lil' bro just got a new gen, say he love to drop shit
Heard they got dirt on my name in the city, but it really ain't shit
Friends turn fake and a hoe change quick
I touch 10k but I'm still not rich
And the day I'm dead, they gon' ride my dick
I'm lost in my head, might pop me a ten
Drive through the city, my whip got a tent
My bitches be pretty, you don't understand
Think you bout get you some pussy until I pop out and I rob your mans
Hold up, I took down the plug, ain't seen him since
RIP to Nas, gon' feed your kids
This shit getting hot, had to ditch my blick
Feds on the block, tryna watch my whip
My plug cook rock and he serve that fent
If he ever get caught, I'm never gon' see him again
Say that's your man, but he talkin' to pigs
Might feed him a xan so he can forget
Cannot take a chance for no dirty ass snitch
Yop, I been done smoking weed, I've been tired of this
Your favorite rapper got fake streams, it's counterfeit
My girl coming over
She finna give me some head, then bounce on dis dick
She wanna raw, can't have my kids said get on your knees, I'ma, but it's deep in his sex, baby
I'm tryna have it all
Baby girl, we could see the world, it go on and on
I'm praying to God, my money stay long
The devil a fraud, got half of the world in his palm
Just listen to half of these trap songs
Young kid wanna live that life
14, he picked up a pipe, he ready to blast sum
His mama died and his dad gone
It's hard to cry when he laughed on
So he dreamin' bout them drive-bys in that track hawk
Cause that's all he hear, in them rap songs
Yop
Yeah, ayy, turn this bitch up a lil' bit, hold up
Lately I'm paranoid, can't f*ck with no opp bitch
Lil' bro just got a new gen, say he love to drop shit
Heard they got dirt on my name in the city, but it really ain't shit
Friends turn fake and a hoe change quick
I touch 10k but I'm still not rich
And the day I'm dead, they gon' ride my dick
I'm lost in my head, might pop me a ten
Drive through the city, my whip got a tent
My bitches be pretty, you don't understand
Think you bout get you some pussy until I pop out and I rob your mans
Hold up, I took down the plug, ain't seen him since
RIP to Nas, gon' feed your kids
This shit getting hot, had to ditch my blick
Feds on the block, tryna watch my whip
My plug cook rock and he serve that fent
If he ever get caught, I'm never gon' see him again
Say that's your man, but he talkin' to pigs
Might feed him a xan so he can forget
Cannot take a chance for no dirty ass snitch
Yop, I been done smoking weed, I've been tired of this
Your favorite rapper got fake streams, it's counterfeit
My girl coming over
She finna give me some head, then bounce on dis dick
She wanna raw, can't have my kids said get on your knees, I'ma, but it's deep in his sex, baby
I'm tryna have it all
Baby girl, we could see the world, it go on and on
I'm praying to God, my money stay long
The devil a fraud, got half of the world in his palm
Just listen to half of these trap songs
Young kid wanna live that life
14, he picked up a pipe, he ready to blast sum
His mama died and his dad gone
It's hard to cry when he laughed on
So he dreamin' bout them drive-bys in that track hawk
Cause that's all he hear, in them rap songs
Yop
Writer: kid yolo
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