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Bread Gang, CMG, BGE. Ya know what I'm

Money one the table, in the cut
I ain't working out, but pushing up
I was down. They was switching up
As I look around. I don't what's up
just putting on, They ain't real as us
Yea it a while. Now I got it up
Two pretty bitches. I can Dutch
it out the park. Tell em batter up
Big speaker do ya can't,
5 million all 100's I down the bank
You I'm up in the rank
Talking shit behind the get hit with a shank
My nigga and dem in field
Gun ya ass for real. This is not a prank.
Water on me, tank.
Sippin drank the problems
My go blank
Every week my bitch want a new
100 could've gave her a verse
I wish I would've thought of that
this for me I put her to work
Red on red in a Vette
jeans BGE on my hoodie
So much money I forgot I put it
Now it costs ya six to book me

They wanna see me up but I done came so far
Big boy Rolls Royce truck in I bogard.
Had a dream of a Audemar and Rolex watch on both
Couldn't choose I don't by the rules so I bust down both of em
They don't see me up but I done came so far
Big boy Rolls truck in traffic I bogard.
Had a dream of a Audemar and Rolex on both arms
Couldn't choose I don't live by the rules so I bust both of em

Snot on the Cartier watch. Boogers out the bezel.
I'll wear it wherever. These know I'm a devil
I'm a certified stepper. I'm slanging that
Bread chain vanilla. White gold white toes and my bitches yells
Slid on their block in a Jetta. We ain't toting no Baretta. 100 or better
Big homie 30 I'm proper. Yea I'm covered in ice but I'm hot as lava.
Hit his ass with the chopper never see a doctor
Them done popped em
Cover my bitches in Prada. never see Chanel. That shit for my momma.
You pull up you a goner. I ain't never sent a threat. That shit there a

Fitted hat, jeans. Metal tucked, VVS to baguette. Leveled up.
for ya cash, get your cheddar up.
Glock 26 in my
Fitted hat, fitted jeans. Metal tucked, VVS to baguette. up.
Smash for ya cash, get cheddar up.
Glock 26 in my