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Who the fuck you you fuckin with im a fuckin earner
Ring the fire alarm here come the money burners
my money burnin, my money burnin, my burnin
You see my burnin, money burnin money burnin
You see the smoke

When it come to these im still a backbreaker
let the get the pussy, let the track rape her
ties on the rims skinny but they fat
like im fresh out bitch, its time to paper
port of Miami my Chevy candy
My chopper still i empty it gladly
Never Hollywood even I got it good
I aint got a goon, but fuck it gotta do it
Last week You may have that we got into it
Now the boy missin you heard how them Gotti's do it (2x)

Im a brick which is my signature dish
time to feed all my niggas Columbian fish
Yellow tail, red snapper, wood chopper, yatch master
Got em brought to who movin all the raw
With pink diamond (?) I saw before
when that chopper it drop like a trey beat
dog ass bitches wanna give me rabies
when pockets fat them bitches stay in heat
them niggas trap clothes, we stay and eat
them boys fire hazards when they got choppers on em
crime stopper, better call em helicopters on em
Definition of 187
your side only thugs go to heaven
Never Hollywood even I got it good
I aint goon, But fuck it somebody gotta do it

I grew up watching columbian drug
who ever knew i would cologne by Tom Ford
trips to with Diddy on concords
milli in the Louis bitch pretty as Appolonia
I got a funny feelin Fuckin Feds me
At this point only the could stop me
20 Mill in years its a Mobilary
Bon Jovi in this blow for everybody
Ricky Ross, Flair, Black watch, Brick Fair
Hollywood even though I got it good
I aint got a goon but Fuck it gotta do it