I just took a dab for the cause
Manuever the cashflow
Draw that bitch in like i hadda lasso
Fold? never that, i go where the cash go
Tryna make it back, im takin the backroad
Trapbo i high step to the bag ho
Ima getta cutty and put that bitch on spokes
Big goldie boy i'm whippin i ride slow
Tryna hitta three wheel and get it back on fo'
Never lose, gotta go its no option
My shit knockin, can't stop or roadblock me
On top ima ride shotty im mobbin
If anybody wanna knock me they could top me
Sloppy lil bitch spit on my shit,
Show me why you think i should letchu back to my crib
Stop playin gotta go. i been on a roll
Never letta ho come before my dough oh nooo
Trapbo, how you take a little money and make that more
While they come thru the front i go out the back door
I been watchin but don't believe that you that cold
Homeboy is that so...
F*ck em all they don't know who you are
I could tell when you forreal who you frontin upon
Stupid high but i aint stupid at all
Ima keep it ten toes foes comin apart
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I just took a dab for the cause
Manuever the cashflow
Draw that bitch in like i hadda lasso
Fold? never that, i go where the cash go
Tryna make it back, im takin the backroad
Trapbo i high step to the bag ho
Ima getta cutty and put that bitch on spokes
Big goldie boy i'm whippin i ride slow
Tryna hitta three wheel and get it back on fo'
Never lose, gotta go its no option
My shit knockin, can't stop or roadblock me
On top ima ride shotty im mobbin
If anybody wanna knock me they could top me
Sloppy lil bitch spit on my shit,
Show me why you think i should letchu back to my crib
Stop playin gotta go. i been on a roll
Never letta ho come before my dough oh nooo
Trapbo, how you take a little money and make that more
While they come thru the front i go out the back door
I been watchin but don't believe that you that cold
Homeboy is that so...
F*ck em all they don't know who you are
I could tell when you forreal who you frontin upon
Stupid high but i aint stupid at all
Ima keep it ten toes foes comin apart
Manuever the cashflow
Draw that bitch in like i hadda lasso
Fold? never that, i go where the cash go
Tryna make it back, im takin the backroad
Trapbo i high step to the bag ho
Ima getta cutty and put that bitch on spokes
Big goldie boy i'm whippin i ride slow
Tryna hitta three wheel and get it back on fo'
Never lose, gotta go its no option
My shit knockin, can't stop or roadblock me
On top ima ride shotty im mobbin
If anybody wanna knock me they could top me
Sloppy lil bitch spit on my shit,
Show me why you think i should letchu back to my crib
Stop playin gotta go. i been on a roll
Never letta ho come before my dough oh nooo
Trapbo, how you take a little money and make that more
While they come thru the front i go out the back door
I been watchin but don't believe that you that cold
Homeboy is that so...
F*ck em all they don't know who you are
I could tell when you forreal who you frontin upon
Stupid high but i aint stupid at all
Ima keep it ten toes foes comin apart