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All I talk is money
`Cause all I know

I a bad bitch in my Chevy
Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo
I got Justin Bieber please believe it
A quarter million hangin' on my
A half a million in my bag (Duffle bag)
Now I'm riding in my (Cadillac)
Hammers and the fucking
I'm clean and I'm fuckin hoes (Ha)

Okay I up this morning, tryna get this money
Y'all niggas was yawning and I'd it by 20
I got young boys on corner, I call what you got for me
He say I done moved the whole thing, couple all I got on me
I say yeah nigga go, he say yeah nigga we on
I said I be on my way, a brick down in our zones
And I got work, I got
And I got pills, and I got
And I got goons on my team
And they gon' kill I got murked
If I say so, and I say go
And go ham, and I lay low
I drop work off in that toaster
I let go of my ego
And for sale nigga
28 grams on my scale
and get it all

I gotta a bad in my Chevy
Sellin` Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo
I got that Justin please believe it
A quarter million on my collar
A half a in my duffle bag (Duffle bag)
Now I'm riding in my (Cadillac)
Hammers and the fucking
I'm ridin' clean and I'm fuckin` (Ha)

Hold on wait a
You got the and the richest niggas in the building
me?
Whole won't knock you off
Hate the way a love to ball
Art of war, law
Straight that's mama fault
boy in my DNA
Straight chips, Lay
8 clips, ay
my amigo straight
Don't want no beef, I may your taco
I'm screaming in peace, Griselda Blanco
I got that Justin please believe it
I ate pussy can you keep a secret
Benzo on 4's nigga, countin' all my hoes
That's all I knows nigga, all y'all hosed nigga

I gotta a bad bitch in my
Sellin Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo
I got Justin Bieber please believe it
A quarter hangin' on my collar
A a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag)
Now I'm riding in my (Cadillac)
and the fucking vogues
I'm ridin' clean and I'm fuckin (Ha)

I'm clean, I'm fucking hoes
I'm hoes, I'm ridin' clean
Niggas that China white
around with that Yao Ming
Bad bitch and she dirty
Talk dirty, her clean
I was sellin' that white
niggas have boy scout dreams
Spend eighty-thou on my
Young ball like Kobe
round me and Chino
And my young nigga
Hot whips you ain't seen
Limo that's my
Two-eleven on yo
yo ass she stole it
My look like a light show
My pocket, they need
I tall, no Eiffel
And them go wherever I go
Y'all niggas like dyke hoes
All we know is get paid
I ball hard 'Bron James
And D-wade nigga

I gotta a bad in my Chevy
Sellin Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo
I got that Justin please believe it
A quarter million hangin' on my
A a million in my duffle bag (Duffle bag)
Now I'm riding in my (Cadillac)
Hammers and the fucking
I'm ridin' clean and I'm hoes (Ha)